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HYMNS    AND    SONGS, 

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SUITABLE    FOR 

BBATH-SCHOOLS,  SOCIAL  BILDBtSN'S    HI 

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COMPILED     BY     THE     SUPERINTENDENT. 


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NEW  YORK : 
A.  S.  BARNES  &  CO.]  51  AND  53   JOHN-ST. 

1 8(61 . 


V 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  Eighteer 
Hundred  and  Ffty-seven. 

BY    JEREMIAH    JOHNSON,    Jr., 

Ib  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the-  United  SUt-m 
for  the  Southern  District  of  New  York. 


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THIS  BOOK 

is 

DEDICATED 

TO  THE 

BOYS      JSl-JSTTD      GIHLS 

OF  TH3 

LEE   AVENUE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL, 

BT     THEIR     SINCERE     AND     DEVOTED     FRIEND, 
THE 

SUPERINTENDENT. 


u  Somk  seem  to  feel  that  singing  God's  praises  is  beneath 
them,  and  that  this  part  of  divirfe  worship  may  be  left  to 
hearts  destitute  of  grace,  and  to  lips  never  sanctified  by 
prayer.  Against  this  feeling  we  must  protest.  Let  the  theatre 
and  the  opera  be  under  the  co:.  eked;  let  the 

songs  of  revelry  and  folly  pass  through  the  lips  of  the  profane : 
but  shall  the  Christian — the  redeemed  sinner — who  hopes  to 
sing  the  praises  of  redeeming  love  to  all  eternity  in  Ileazen, 
shall  he  refuse  to  sing  of  that  love  here  on  earth?  The  glo- 
rious Church  in  Heaven' sings  God's  praises  before  the  uni- 
verse, and  angels  join  in  the  songs,  even  ten  thousand  times 
ten  thousand;  and  shall  it  be  that  Christians  are  above  sing- 
Ing  those  praises  here  on  earth?  Shame,  shame,  to  love  bo 
cotf  *o  gratitude  so  dumb  l'! 


INTRODUCTION. 


To  meet  a  want  long  felt  by  the  Lee  Avenue  Sunday-School 
lor  a  collection  of  Hymns  and  Songs,  containing  a  sufficient 
variety,  to  be  used  In  its  various  meetings,  was  the  object  of 
the  compiler  in  preparing  this  book-  The  poetry  has  been 
carefully  selected  from  abundant  materials,  with  particular 
reference  to  its  adaptation  to  the  purposes  for  which,  and  the 
persons  for  whom  designed.  The  musical  reference  accom- 
panying nearly  every  hymn,  constitute,  it  is  believed,  a  pecu- 
liar feature  in  the  collection,  and  one  which  must  commend 
itself  no  less  to  the  publishers  of  musical  works  than  to  the 
community  generally.  It  was  the  design  of  the  compiler  to 
prefix  each  hymn  with  a  reference  to  an  appropriate  tune,  so 
that  all  using  the  compilation  might  have  before  them  a  guide 
to  the*  music  books  furnishing  tunes  corresponding  to  ihe 
metres  of  the  hymns.  It  does  not  follow  that  the  tune  to 
which  the  reference  alludes  shall  in  all  or  in  any  case  be  sung 
to  the  hymn  to  which  it  is  prefixed,  it  is  merely  intended  as  a 
guide.  Should  the  present  work  answer  the  purpose  for  which 
it  was  designed,  the  compiler  will  be  abundantly  repaid  for  the 
time  and  labor  spent  in  its  preparation. 


tti   JUmu    ColUn; 


Invitation  to  Join  our  Sunday-School.    P.  M, 

*      Boys'  and  GirLi'  Singing  Book,  18. 

1   \\rILL  you  come  to  our  Sunday-school? 

I  really  wish  you  would ; 
Oh  !   come  and  join  our  Bible-class, 

;earn  how  to  be  good. 
*We  learn  to  .-::_-.  we  learn  to  pr 

In  our  sweet  Sunday-school ; 
And  here  we  learn  of  Jesus  too. 
"Who  gave  the  golden  rule. 

Will  you,  will  you,  will  you,  will  you 

Join  oar  Sunday-school? 
Will  you,  will  you.  will  yon,  will  you 
Learn  this  golden  rule  ? 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

!  We  know,  when  Jesus  was  on  earth 
He  loved  each  little  child, 
And  taught  us  how  we  could  become 

So  loving,  good,  and  mild. 
He  gave  the  golden  rule,  and  then 

He  said  that  he  should  know 
If  we  loved  him,  for  if  we  did, 
We  should  love  all  below. 
Will  you,  &c. 

To  do  to  others  as  I  would 

That  they  should  do  to  me; 
"Will  make  me  honest,  kind,  and  good, 

As  children  ought  to  be. 
I  know  I  should  not  steal,  nor  use 

The  smallest  thing  I  see; 
Which  I  should  never  like  to  lose, 

If  it  belonged  to  me. 
Will  you,  &c. 

And  this  plain  rule  forbids  me  quite, 

To  strike  an  angry  blow, 
Because  I  should  not  think  it  right 

If  others  served  me  so. 
But  any  kindness  they  may  need 

I'll  do,  whate'er  it  be  ; 
As  I  am  very  glad,  indeed, 

When  they  are  kind  to  me. 
Will  you,  &c.  ' 


The  Sabbath-School.  8s. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  44. 


1  THE  Sabbath-school's  a  place  for  prayer, 
-*      I  love  to  meet  my  teachers  there ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

They  teach  me  there  that  every  one 
May  find,  in  heaven,  a  happy  home : 
I  love  to  go — I  love  to  go — 
I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-schooL 

2  In  God's  own  book  we're  taught  to  rea  1 
How  Christ  for  sinners  groaned  and  bled ; 
That  precious  blood  a  ransom  gave 

For  sinful  man — his  soul  to  e 

I  love  to  go — I  love  to  go — 
I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-sehooL 

3  In  Sabbath-school  we  sing  and  pray, 
And  learn  to  love  the  Sabbath  d 
That,  when  on  earth  on  3  end, 
A  glorious  rest  in  heaven  we'll  spend: 

I  love  to  go — I  love  to  go — 
I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-schooL 

4  And  when  our  days  on  earth  are  o'er, 
We'll  meet  in  heaven  to  part  no  more, 
Our  teachers  kind  we  there  shall  greet, 
And  oh !  what  joy  'twill  be  to  meet 

In  heaven  above — in  heaven  above- 
In  heaven  above,  to  part  no  more. 


3.  When  the  Morning  Light    10s,  7s,  &  5& 

Anniversary  Hymna,  56. 

1  TVTHEX  the  morning  light  drives  away  the  night, 
*      With  the  sun  so  bright  and  fall, 
And  it  draws  its  line  near  the  hour  of  nine, 
I'll  away  to  the  Sabbath-school ! 


i  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

For  'tis  there  we  all  agree, 
All  with  happy  hearts  and  free, 
And  I  love  to  early  be, 
At  the  Sabbath-school"! 

I'll  away  !  away  ! 

I'll  away !  away  ! 

I'll  away  to  Sabbath-school ; 

!  On  the  frosty  dawn  of  a  winters  morn 
When  the  earth  is  wrapped  in  snow, 
Or  the  summer  breeze  plays  round  the  trees, 
To  the  Sabbath-school  I  go  ; 
"When  the  holy  day  has  come, 
And  the  Sabbath-breakers  roam, 
I  delight  to  leave  my  home, 
Tor  the  Sabbath -school : 
I'll  away !  4c. 

In  the  class  I  meet  with  the  friends  I  greet, 

At  the  time  of  morning  prayer; 
And  our  hearts  we  raise  in  a  hymn  of  praise, 
For  'tis  always  pleasant  there : 
In  the  Book  of  holy  truth, 
Full  of  counsel  and  reproof, 
We  behold  the  guide  of  youth, 
At  the  Sabbath-school : 
I'll  away !  &c. 

May  the  dews  of  grace  fill  the  hallowed  place, 

And  the  sunshine  never  fail, 
While  each  blooming  rose  which  in  memory  grows^ 
Shall  a  sweet  perfume  exhale: 
When  we  mingle  here  no  more, 
But  have  met  on  Jordan's  shore, 
We  will  talk  of  moments  o'er, 
At  the  Babbath -school: 
I'll  away !  &c. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


The  Sabbath-School  Army  Hymn.         P.  M. 

Brooklyn  Anniversary  Hymns,  1854. 

1  f)H!  do  not  be  discouraged, 
^     For  Jesus  is  your  friend ; 

Oh !  do  not  be  discouraged, 
For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
And  keep  you  to  the  end. 
I  am  glad  l*m  in  this  army, 
Yes,  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army 
Yes.  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army. 
And  I'll  battle  for  the  school. 

2  Fight  on,  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win, 
Fight  on,  ye  little  soldiers, 
The  battle  you  shall  win. 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 
And  He  has  vanquished  sin. 
I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army,  &c 

3  And  when  the  conflict's  over, 

Before  him  you  shall  stand, 

And  when  the  conflict's  over, 

Before  Him  you  shall  stand. 

You  shall  sing  his  praise  forever, 

You  shall  sing  his  praise  forever, 

In  Canaan's  happy  land. 

I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army,  &c 


<6  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

&•  Invitation  to  Sabbath-School.  P. 

Sabbath-School  Gems,  18". 

1  WHEN  Sabbath's  sacred  morning  light, 

'      Begins  on  earth  to  dawn. 
"We'll  wake  with  eves  all  sparkling  bright* 

And  bid  dull  sloth  begone. 

Then  haste  to  the  school  away, 
And  keep  this  sacred  day, 
Haste  away,  yes,  haste  away, 
And  keep  this  sacred  day. 

2  The  tuneful  birds  in  concert  meet, 

And  carol  sweet  their  lays  ; 

In  nature's  temple  they  repeat 

Their  great  Creator's  praise. 

Then  haste  to  the  school  away,  &c 

3  From  valley,  field,  and  mountain  air, 

They  pour  their  warbling  strains, 
And  in  one  chorus  loud  declare 
That  God  forever  reigns. 

Then  haste  to  the  school  away,  &c 

4  Then  in  the  temple  of  the  Lord, 

That  consecrated  place, 
"We'll  listen  to  God's  holy  word, 
And  seek  his  pard'ning  grace. 

Then  haste  to  the  school  away,  <fco, 

5  Then  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Our  song  to  God  we'll  raise, 
"While  millions  more  with  us  rejoice, 
And  join  in  prayer  and  praise. 
Then  haste  to  the  school  away,  &a 


LKS    4  VENUE   COLLECTION. 


6.  "  The  Sabbath  Bell."  6s  &  4s. 

Bradbury's  S,  S.  Choir,  lit 

1  SWEETLY  the  Sabbath  bell 

Steals  on  the  air. 
That  in  the  house  of  God, 
Bids  us  appear ; 
"  Children  of  God"  it  seems 
So:V 
"Haste  a- 

Haste,  haste  away." 

2  Oft  as  the  Sabbath  chimis 

Summon  to  pray, 
May  we  their  holy  call 

Gladly  o 
Then  when  the  last  sad  bell 

For  us  shall  sound, 
Ready  ali. 

May  we  be  found. 


"  Hark !  the  Sabbath  Bell.' '         8s  &  7* 

Bmi  -.30. 

1   IT  ARK 

Let  us  haste  without  del 
■  T3  of  thousands  now  are  winging 
to  heaven  their  silent  v 

-  an  hour  of  happy  me:: 
We  have  met  for  praise  and  prayer; 
But  the  ham  md  fleeting, 

Let  us,  then,  be  early  there. 


LEE  AVENTE   COLLECTION. 

3  Do  not  keep  our  teachers  waiting, 

While  you  tarry  by  the  way, 
Kor  disturb  the  school  reciting, 
'Tis  the  holy  Sabbath  day. 

4  Children,  haste  !  the  bells  are  ringing, 

And  the  morning's  bright  and  fair ; 
Thousands  now  are  joined  in  singing, 
Thousands,  too,  in  solemn  prayer. 


8.  "The  Precious  Sabbath-School."     7s &5& 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Clioir,  8. 

1  WHERE  do  children  love  to  go, 

' '  When  the  wintry  tempests  blow  ? 
What  is  it  attracts  them  so  ? 
'Tis  the  Sabbath-school, 
'Tis  the  Sabbath-school, 
'Tis  the  precious  Sabbath-school. 

2  Where  do  children  love  to  be, 
When  the  summer  birds  we  see, 
Warbling  praise  on  every  tree  ? 

In  the  Sabbath-school,  &c. 

3  When  the  Sabbath  morning  breaks, 
Every  eye  from  slumber  wakes, 
What  so  happy  children  makes  ? 

'Tis  the  Sabbath-school,  Ac. 

4  Where  do  pious  teachers  sta/ 
From  their  peaceful  homes  away, 
On  the  precious  Sabbath  day  ? 

In  the  Sabbath-school,  &c. 


LEE   AV^NTE   COLLET 

5  Where  are  we  so  kindly  taught 

should  rule  in  every  thought, 
it  the  blood  of  Christ  has  be 
In  the  Sabbath-schoo.. 

ver  love  this  day, 
than  all  our  sports  and  play, 
Love  to  read  and  sing  and  pray, 
In  the  Sabbath-school,  &c. 


The  Sunday-School.  C.  H 

-,  10. 
1  THE  Sunday-  :  blessed  place, 

*■     Oh  I  I  would  rathe: 
Within  its  walls,  a  child  of  grace. 
Than  spend  my  hours  in  p] 

The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school, 

Oh !  'tis  the  place  I  1 
For  there  I  learn  the  golden  rule, 
Which  leads  to  joys  above. 

there  I  learn  that  Jesus  died, 

For  sinners  such  as  I : 
Oh !  what  has  all  the  world  beside, 

That  I  should  prize  so  high  ? 
The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school,  &c 

3  Then  let  our  grateful  tribu* 

And  songs  of  praise  be  given 
To  Him  who  dwells  above  the  skies, 

For  such  a  blessing  given. 
The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school,  <fec 


10  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

4  And  welcome  then  the  Sunday-school ; 

We'll  read,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
That  we  may  keep  the  golden  rule. 

And  never  from  it  stray. 
The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school,  &cl 


10.  Love  for  the  Sabbath-School.        8s,  7s,  4 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  48. 

1  VES,  dear  Sabbath-school,  I  love  thee, 

Here  I  meet  with  friends  most  dear : 
None  to  scorn  or  feel  above  me, 
None  to  dread  with  slavish  fear ; 

And  the  teachers 
Kindly  all  my  lessons  hear. 

2  Here  I  learn  of  richer  treasures 

Than  the  mines  of  earth  afford ; 
Earthly  friends  and  earthly  pleasures 
Shall  not  keep  me  from  the  Lord  ; 

Precious  lessons 
Here  are  spoken  from  His  word. 

8  Yet  my  heart  is  rilled  with  wonder  : 
Parents,  teachers,  can  you  tell 
Why  neglected  many  wander, 

When  so  near  the  school  they  dwell? 

Oh !  invite  them, 
They  will  love  the  school  so  welL 

4   I  will  go  and  tell  those  children 
There  is  room  for  them  and  me, 
And  to  school  will  straightway  bring  them, 
If  persuaded  they  will  be. 

I  am  thankful 
That  mv  friends  invited  me. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  II 

11.  Oh !  come,  come  away.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  19. 

1  AH!   come,  come  a  tpom  ia 
^pas-. 

Let's  hasten  to  the  Sabbath-school ; 

Oh  !  come,  come  a  v. 
The  Sabbath  bells  are  ringing  clear, 
Their  joyous  peals  salute  my 

I  love  their  voice  to  hear; 

Oh !  come,  come  away ! 

2  While  others    may  seek  for  vain    and    foolish 

plea- 
The  Sabbath-school  shall  be  my  choice  ; 

Oh  !  come,  come  away  ! 
How  dear  to  hear  the  plaintive  strain, 
From  youthful  voices  rise  amain, 
"With  sweetest  tones  again  ; 

Oh  !  come,  come  away  ! 

3  Tis  there   I  may  learn  the  ways   of  heavenly 

Lorn, 

To  guide  my  steps  to  joys  on  high ; 

Oh  !  come,  come  away  ! 
The  flowery  paths  of  peace  to  tread, 
Where  rays  of  heavenly  bliss  are  shed, 
My  wandering  steps  to  lead  ; 

Oh !  come,  come  away  ! 

4  I  there    hear    the    voice   in    heavenly    accents 

speaking — 

II  Let  little  children  come  to  me  ; 

Oh !  come,  come  away ! 
Forbid  them  not  their  hearts  to  give, 
Let  them  on  me  in  youth  believe, 
And  I  will  them  reev 

eon-; p.  come  away  !" 


12  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

5    With  joy  I  accept  the  gracious  invitation ; 
My  heart  exults  with  rapturous  hope ; 

Oh  !   come,  come  away ! 
My  deathless  spirit,  when  I  die, 
Shall  on  the  wings  of  angels  fly, 
To  mansions  in  the  sky  ; 

Oh  I   come,  come  away ! 


1<£«  Invitation  to  Sunday-School.  P.  1L 

Tune,  Ossian  Serenade. 

1  AH !  come  with  me  to  the  Sabbath-school  room, 
^  Where  hearts  are  united  .and  free  from  gloom; 

Oh !  come  with  me,  for  I  long  to  go, 
Where  in  wisdom  and  knowledge  I  may  grow. 
Oh !  come  with  me  ;  no  longer  rove 
The  hills,  the  woodland  depth,  or  grove  ; 
For  'tis  now  the  Sabbath,  divinely  blest, 
So  come  enjoy  its  hallowed  rest. 

There  purest  happiness  truly  is  gained, 

And  heavenly  understanding  obtained  ; 

There  in  harmony  our  voices  we  raise, 

In  sweetest  melody  of  praise. 

2  Ohl    come,   then,  join  with  the   Sabbath-school 

throng, 
Whose  hearts  are  united  and  full  of  song ; 
Oh  !  come  !  there's  happiness,  peace,  and  joy, 
And  engaging  charms,  and  sweet  employ. 
Oh !  come  with  me  !  no  longer  rove, 
Come  learn  the  wisdom  from  above ; 
Our  teacher  will  welcome  you  with  a  smile, 
And  kindly  teach  you,  and  ne'er  revile. 
There  purest  happiness,  &c. 


F 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  12 

13.  Away  to  Sabbath-School.  P.M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  B*>k,  JL 

3  bright  and  clear, 
Awa;  ath-school; 

Let  each  one  in  the  class  appear, 

Away  to  Sabbath-school; 
Tis  there  we  learn  his  holy  word, 
And  find  the  road  that  leads  to  God. 

Away,  away,  away,  away, 

Away  to  Sabbath-school. 

In  season  let  us  all  be  there, 

Away  to  Sabbath-school ; 
There  we  may  join  the  opening  prayer, 

Away  to  Sabbath-school ; 
There  we  can  raise  our  hearts  to  heaven, 
And  praise  the  Lord  for  blessing3  given. 

Away,  away,  away,  away, 

Away  to  Sabbath-school. 

Let  us  remember,  while  at  prayer, 

"When  at  the  Sabbath-school, 
Our  teachers'  kindness,  and  their  care, 

Towards  our  Sabbath-school. 
"We'll  be  submissive,  good  and  kind, 
And  every  rule  and  order  mind, 

When  we're  at  school,  at  Sabbath-school, 

When  we're  at  Sabbath-school. 

"When  each  at  night  shall  go  to  prayer, 

We'll  ask  our  G-od  above 
To  extend  o'er  teachers  his  kind  care, 

And  crown  them  with  his  love. 
And  when  on  earth  our  time  is  sped, 
And  we  are  numbered  with  the  dead, 

If  faithful  we  shall  meet  above, 

"We  all  shall  meet  above. 


14  LEE  ATENTJE  COLLECTTOK. 

14.  The  Sunday  Scholar's  Invitation.       P.M. 

Tune,  "  Mountain  Maid's  Invitation." 

1  pOME,  come,  come! 

^     Don't  delay,  haste  away, 
To  the  Sabbath-school  to-day  ; 
Here  to  meet,  and  to  greet 
All  in  friendship  sweet. 
Come  while  yet  the  dews  of  morn 
Nature  all  with  gems  adorn ; 
Be  in  time,  rain  or  shine — 
Order  is  divine. 

To  the  happy,  happy  school, 

Joyous,  joyous  Sabbath-school  1 

Be  in  time,  rain  or  shine, 

Order  is  divine. 

2  Come,  come,  come! 

Not  a  tear — naught  of  fear 
Xor  of  sorrow  is  found  here ; 
Faces  bright,  tempers  right, 
0  the  happy  sight ! 
Health  and  beauty  all  around, 
And  no  harsh  or  jarring  sound; 
Light  and  free,  full  of  glee, 
All  is  harmony. 

0  the  happy,  happy  school ! 

Joyous,  joyous  Sabbath-school 

Light  and  free,  full  of  glee, 

All  is  harmony. 

2  Come,  come,  come ! 

Keep  the  way,  do  not  stray 
'Tis  the  holy  Sabbath  day ! 
Hie  along,  join  the  throng, 
In  their  grateful  song. 


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Hither  come  !  who  would  decline 
o  rare  and  joys  di 

ore,  that  endure, 
All  may  here  secure.    • 

0  the  happy,  happy  school ! 
Joyous,  joyous  Sabbath-school ! 
Pleasures  pure,  that  endure, 
All  may  here  secure. 


15.  The  Good  Rule;  or  "Never  Late.''         10a. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  37. 

1  T'LL  awake  at  dawn  on  the  Sabbath 
^For  'tis  wrong  to  doze  holy  time  away, 
With  my  lessons  learned,  this  shall  be  my  rule, 
Never  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath-school. 

2  Birds  awake  betimes,  every  morn  they 

•  when  the  woods  do  ring; 
So  when  Sunday  comes,  this  shall  be  my  rule, 
or  to  be  late  at  the  .hooL 

3  When  the  summer's  sun  wakes  the  flowers  again 
They  the  call  obey,  none  are  tardy  then; 

Nor  will  I  forg  my  rule. 

r  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath-schooL 

4  But  ath  days  will  soon  be  o'er, 
And  these  happy  hour-  i  n  no  more  ; 
Then  I'll  ne'er  regret  that  it  was  my  rule, 

r  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath-school. 


r 


16  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

16.  "  All  the  Week  we  Spend."  P.  M* 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  90. 

1  A  LL  the  week  we  spend 
21     Full  of  childish  bliss; 

Every  changing  scene 
Brings  its  happiness ; 
Tet  our  joys  would  not  be  full, 
Had  we  not  the  Sabbath-school. 

2  Lovely  is  the  dawn 

Of  each  rising  day ; 
Loveliest  the  morn 

Of  the  Sabbath  day  ; 
Then  our  youthful  hearts  are  full 
Of  the  precious  Sabbath-school. 

3  To  our  happy  ears 

Blessed  news  is  brought ; 
Tidings  of  the  work 

Love  divine  has  wrought; 
Gracious  news  and  merciful ; 
How  we  love  the  Sabbath-school. 


17.  The  Golden  Kule.  C.  BL 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  10. 

1  TO  do  to  others  as  I  would 
-*-     That  they  should  do  to  me, 
Will  make  me  honest,  kind,  and  good, 
As  children  ought  to  be. 

The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school, 

Oh  !   'tis  the  place  I  love, 
For  there  I  learn  the  golden  rale 
Which  leads  to  joys  above. 


L 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  17 

2  I  know  I  should  not  steal,  nor  use 

The  smallest  thing  I  see, 
Which  I  should  never  like  to  lose, 

If  it  belonged  to  me. 
The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school,  «fec 

3  And  this  plain  rule  forbids  me  quite 

To  strike  an  angry  blow, 
Because  I  should  not  think  it  right 

If  others  served  me  so. 
The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school,  &c. 

4  But  any  kindness  they  may  need, 

I'll  do,  whatever  it  be, 
As  I  am  very  glad  indeed 

When  they  are  kind  to  me. 
The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school,  &c. 


18.  The  Sabbath  Morn  is  Breaking.  P.  M. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  110. 

1  THE  Sabbath  morn  is  breaking, 

A     The  Sabbath  bells  are  waking, 
Our  homes  with  joy  forsaking, 
To  join  the  Sabbath-schooL 

Shout  and  sing, 
We  hail  the  Sabbath-school. 

2  How  joyful  is  the  meeting ! 
Each  other  kindly  greeting, 
Sweet  hymns  of  praise  repeating, 
While  in  the  Sabbath-school. 

Shout  and  sing,  &c 


18  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  'Tis  here  we  join  in  singing 
The  songs  of  love  redeeming, 
Our  little  offerings  bringing, 
Hosannas  to  our  King. 

Shout  and  sing,  &c. 

4  Our  teachers  we'll  remember ; 
Ten  thousand  thanks  we  render, 
Por  thoughts  of  us  so  tender. 
While  in  the  Sabbath-school. 

Shout  and  sing,  ftc 

5  But  ah  !  life's  sunny  morning 
With  all  its  sweets  adorning, 
Like  early  blossoms  falling, 
Will  soon  have  passed  away. 

Shout  and  sing.  &c. 

6  Then  may  we  all  remember 
To  strive  our  hearts  to  render, 
While  now  so  young  and  tender, 
To  Christ,  our  heavenly  King 

Shout  and  sins:.  &c. 


19.  My  own  Loved  Sabbath-School.  P.  H 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  153, 

1  A  WELCOME  light, 
U  That  rises  bright 
Upon  the  Sabbath  day, 

I  hail  thy  gleam  ; 

Thy  golden  beam, 
Shall  guide  my  cheerful  way, 

To  Sabbath-school, 

To  Sabbath-school, 
Our  own  loved  Sabbath-school. 


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On  frosty  dawn 
Of -winter's  morru 
When  earth  is  wrapped  in  snow, 
Or  summer  br^ 
Plays  rou:. 

go — 
To  S  x>l, 

:h-school, 
My  own  k  :oL 

In  class  I  meet 

le  of  morning  praj 
Our 

In  hymns  of  prais  — 
?Tis  a] 

ool, 
ool, 
Our  own  ._  ihooL 

-  dews  of  c:- 

And  sunshine  ::ever  tail 
While  each  - 
Which  memory  knc 

-  eet  perfume  exhal :  — 
In  S  tiool, 

In  S  '.ool, 

Our  own  loved  Sabbath-schooL 

Father  in  heaven ! 

To  us  'tis  g 
To  learn  thy  wondrous  grace ; 
Spirit 

Bend  from  above, 

' ,:  •:— 
In  Sabbath-scho  c 


21)  LEE  AYE^E   COLLECTION. 

*JOt  Love  for  the  Sunday-School.  P.  Bl 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  3 

1  [  LOVE  the  Sunday-school, 
A     And  on  that  holy  day 
My  heart  is  often  full, 

When  I  attempt  to  pray. 
"With  early  steps  I  come, 

To  meet  my  teacher  dear, 
Leaving  my  happy  home. 

To  seek  instruction  here. 

2  I  love  the  Sunday-school, 

The  precious  volume,  too, 
Which  is  the  only  rule 

To  teach  me  what  to  do; 
Within  it  I  behold 

The  rays  of  Gospel  light, 
Richer  than  gems  of  gold, 

And  more  divinely  bright. 

3  I  love  the  Sunday-school, 

And  wish  that  every  child 
Would  here  his  name  enrol, 

2ST o  more  be  rude  and  wild ; 
Wasting  his  precious  time, 

Spending  his  idle  breath, 
In  folly  or  in  crime. 

Along  the  road  to  death. 

4  I  love  the  Sunday-school, 

And  wish  that  all  the  earth 
Might  know,  from  pole  to  pole, 

Its  influence  and  worth ; 
And  may  God  give  me  grace, 

A  Saviour's  name  to  love — 
To  see  his  smiling  face, 

In  mansions  blest  above. 


LEE   AVENTJE   COLLECTION".  11 


Gladly  Meeting.  P.  M. 

B  ,ys'  and  Girls'  Singhi*  Book,  56 

PL  '.DLY  meeting, 
^*   Kindly  greeting. 

On  this  lovely  Sabbath  day  ; 
Sinful  thoughts  are  all  forsaken, 
Every  seat  in  quiet  taken, 
Let  each  heart  to  God  awaken, 

"WTiile  we  sing  and  pray. 

Gladly  meeting, 
Kindly  greeting. 
School-mates,  teachers,  all  are  here  ; 
Some  are  listening'  -aQg> 

Some  the  lessons  are  providing, 
Some  the  infant  mind  are  guiding, 
Filled  with  holy  iear. 


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3  Gladly  meeting, 
Kindly  greeting, 

Let  us  all  unite  in  heart, 
"While  the  throne  we're  all  addressing; 
And  our  sinful  wnys  confessing, 
Let  us  seek  a  heavenly  blessing, 

Ere  we  hence  depart. 

4  Gladly  meeting,  t 
Kindly  greeting, 

As  each  Sabbath  shall  return, 
May  our  minds  by  study  brighten, 
May  our  aspirations  heighten, 
And  may  grace  our  souls  enlighten, 

While  we  strive  to  learn. 


01 


22.  Oh !  come,  let  us  Sing.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hvmns,  13. 

"jH  !  come,  let  us  sing  1 

Our  youthful  hearts  now  swelling, 
To  God  above,  a  God  of  love — 

Oh  !  come,  let  us  siug! 
Our  joyful  spirits,  glad  and  free, 
With  high  emotions  rise  to  thee, 
In  heavenly  melody — 

Oh!  come,  let  us  sing! 

The  full  notes  prolong, 
Our  festal  celebrating, 
We  hail  the  day  with  cheerful  lay, 

And  full  notes  prolong. 
Both  cheerful  youth  and  silvery  age, 
And  childhood  pure,  the  gay,  the  sage, 
These  trilling  scenes  engage, 

Full  notes  to  prolong. 


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Oh!  swell,  swell  the  song, 
His  praises  oft  repeating : 

His  Son  he  gave  our  souls  to  save — 

Oh !  swell,  swell  the  song. 
The  humble  hearts  devotion  bring 
Whence  gushing  streams  of  love  do  spring, 
And  make  the  welkin  ring 

With  sweet-swelling  song. 

We'll  chant,  chant  his  praise — 
Our  lofty  strains  now  blend: 

ate  bring  to  Christ  our  King, 

And  chant,  chant  his  praise  1 
Our  Saviour,  Prince,  was  crucified, 
"Tis  finished,"  then  he  meekly  cried, 
And  bowed  his  head  and  cjic-d — 

Then  chant,  chant  his  praia 

AT  full  chorus  join, 
To  Jesus  condescending 
To  bless  our  race  with  heavenly  grace, 

All  full  chorus  join  1 
To  G-od.  whose  mercy  on  us  smiled, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  reconciled 
By  Christ,  the  meek  and  mild, 

All  full  chorus  join. 


23.  Song  of  Praise.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymna,  64. 

I  pOME,  let  U3  sweetly  sing,  join  in  full  chorus, 
^  Praise  to  the  mighty  King,  Him  who  reigneth 

o'er  us ; 
Once  he,  a  little  child,  gentle  and  lowly. 
Taught  us  how  we  should  live,  loving,  pure,  and 
lowlv. 


24  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION". 

2  Hail !  hail  to  Him  who  once  slept  in  a  manger, 
Wandered  from   place  to  place,  homeless  and  a 

stranger ; 
Suffered  and  died  for  us — oh  !  wondrous  story ! 
Suffered  that  we  might  all  dwell  with   him  in 

glory. 

3  0  thou  who  once   did  hear   children  when  sing- 

ing, 
Thou  who  didst  sweetly  say,  Suffer  ye  their  bring- 
ing; 
From  thy  bright  home  above  graciously  bending, 
List  to  our  joyful  songs,  gratefully  ascending. 

4  Be  thou  our  guard  and  guide,  grant  us  thy  Spirit, 
Own   us  as   thine   at   last,    through  thy  perfect 

merit, 
Then  shall  we  sweetly  sing  in  angelic  chorus, 
Praise   evermore  to  him  who   shall  there   reign 

o'er  us.. 


24.  "We  come,  we  come."  C.  P.  KL 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  9T. 

1  T\/"E  come,  we  come  in  joyous  train, 

' Y    To  sing  the  praise  of  Jesus'  name, 

And  high  our  voices  raise. 
He  that  redeemed  our  fallen  race, 
And  saves  us  by  his  sovereign  grace, 
Demands  our  highest  praise. 

2  0  Jesus  !  thou  exalted  King, 

To  thee  our  offeriug  now  we  bring  : 

May  we  our  tongues  employ 
To  swell  the  song  of  dying  love, 
"Which  ransomed  souls  now  sing  above, 

While  heavon  is  filled  with  jov. 


LEE   AVE.V 

4  THdu  blessed  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
bore  the  cross,  endured  its  pain, 
a  hill : 
Lord, 

To  do  thy  Fathers  v 

4  Then  shout  aloud  in  joyful  strains, 
'Ti-  '  igns, 

High  on*  his  throne  al 
And  may  the  heavenly  choirs  on  high, 
back  the  echo  in  i 
To  this  our  song  of  love. 


25.  (   "  Joyful  Hearts."  C.  P.  M. 

S.  Choir,  «, 

1  WITH  joyful  hearts  again  we  sing 

The  praises  of  our  Saviour  King, 
And  high  our  voices  raise ; 

t  we  were  born, 
stool  to  meet  each  Sabbath  morn, 
To  chant  our  youthful 

2  Another  week  has  rolled  around, 
And  in  sweet  union  here  we're  found  ; 

To  God  the  glory  give. 
For  all  the  means  that  he  hath  given, 
to  heaven, 
And  with  him  ever  live. 

3  iiool  we  love  to 

And  I. veil  on  earth  below, 

Our  s  hool  we'll  bl 

Dear  teachers,  too.  we  love  them  well, 
For  they  of  heavenly  tidings  tell, 
i  endless  happinc 


26  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

4  For  us  our  Saviour  shed  his  blood ; 
He  feeds  our  souls  with  heavenly  food, 

He  gives  us  life  and  breath ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  from  above, 
To  draw  us  with  his  cords  of  love, 

A  nd  save  our  souls  from  death. 

5  Our  heavenly  Father  we  adore ! 
His  gracious  presence  we  implore 

Upon  our  youthful  banfl ; 
Oh !  that  his  word  may  make  us  wise, 
And  lead  to  bliss  beyond  the  skies, 

To  dwell  at  his  right  hand. 


26.  "  Sing  His  Praise."  P.M. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  07. 

1  WOULD  you  be  as  angels  are  ? 

'      Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise  ; 
Would  you  banish  every  care  ? 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise  ; 
Like  the  lark  upon  the  wing, 
Lise  the  warbling  bird  of  spring, 
Like  the  crystal  spheres  that  ring  T 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise. 

2  If  the  world  upon  you  frown, 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise ; 
If  you're  left  to  sing  alone, 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise ; 
If  sad  trials  come  to  you, 
As  to  every  one  they  do, 
For  that  they  are  blessings,  too, 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  27 

27.  Jubilee.  P.  M. 

:ary  Iljian*,  55. 

1  TIERE  we  throng  to  praise  the  Lord : 

Listen  now.  listen  now. 
Here  we  throng-  to  praise  the  Lord, 

With  our  infant  I 
He  who  once  lav  in  a  man  - 

enthroned,  our  blest  Redeemer, 
With  a  lather's  love  has  said, 
He'd  accept  our  j  I 

2  "  Let  young  children  come  to  me,  * 

-  said, 
u  Let  young  children  come  to  me, 

And  forbid  them  not. 
For  of  such."'  the  Saviour  told  them, 
M  Is  composed  my  heavenly  kingdom." 
"What  a  rapturous  thought  it  is, 

Christ  forgets  us  not. 

5  Let  us  love,  and  now  adore ; 

Love  him  now,  love  him  now. 
Let  us  love,  and  now  adore, 

In  our  youthful  strer. 
Let  us  never  grieve  our  Saviour, 
Who  hath  died  to  win  us  favor. 
Ah !  this  thought  should  melt  our  hearts, 

Children's  heart  can  melt. 

4  But  we'll  have  a  joyous  song, 

Joyous  song,  joyous  song  ; 
But  we'll  have  a  joyous  song 

For  our  jubilee. 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever; 
This  will  make  us  joyous  ever. 
Saviour,  hear  this  praise  to  thee, 

Who  remembered  me. 


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01 


28.  Song  of  Children.  8s,  7s,  &  4& 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  40. 

\NCE  was  heard  the  song  of  children 
By  the  Saviour  when  on  earth ; 
Joyful  in  the  sacred  temple, 

Shouts  of  youthful  praise  had  birth ; 
And  hosannas, 
And  hosannas 
Loud  to  David's  Son  broke  forth. 

2  Palms  of  victory  strewn  around  him, 
Garments  spread  beneath  his  feet ; 
Prophet  of  the  Lord  they  crowned  him, 
In  fair  Salem's  crowded  street, 
While  hosannas, 
While  hosannas 
From  the  lips  of  children  greet. 

2  Blessed  Saviour  !  now  triumphant, 

Glorified  and  throned  on  high! 

Mortal  lays  from  man  or  infant 

Vain  to  tell  thy  praise  essay ; 

But  hosannas, 

But  hosannas 

Swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky. 

4  God  o'er  all !  in  heaven  reigning, 
We  this  day  thy  glory  sing ; 
Not  with  palms  thy  pathway  strewing— 
We  would  loftier  tribute  bring — 
Glad  hosannas, 
Glad  hosannas 
To  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION".  23 

5  Oh  !  though  humble  is  our  offering, 
Deign  accept  our  grateful  lays ; 
These  from  children  once  proceeding 
Thou  didst  deem  perfected  praise ; 
Now  hosannas, 
Now  hosannas, 
Saviour,  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise. 

29.  "To  Thee,  0  Blessed  Saviour."        7s & 6a. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  12. 

1  TO  thee,  0  blessed  Saviour! 

Our  grateful  songs  we  raise ; 
Oh !  tune  our  hearts  and  voices, 

Thy  holy  name  to  praise. 
'Tis  by  thy  sov'reign  mercy 

We're  here  allowed  to  meet, 
To  join  with  friends  and  teachers, 

Thy  blessing  to  entreat. 

2  Lord  !  guide  and  bless  our  teachers, 

Who  labor  for  our  good  ; 
And  may  the  holy  Scriptures 

By  us  be  understood ; 
Oh !  may  our  hearts  be  given 

To  thee,  our  glorious  King, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven, 

Thy  praises  there  to  sing. 

3  And  may  the  precious  Gospel 

Be  published  all  abroad, 
Till  the  benighted  heathen 

Shall  know  and  serve  the  Lord — 
Till  o'er  the  wide  creation 

The  rays  of  truth  shall  shine, 
And  nations  now  in  darkness 

Arise  to  light  divine. 


SO  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 


30.  "  We're  a  Happy  Band."  7s  &  83 

1  "WE'RE  a  happy,  happy  band, 

' "      Children  of  a  Christian  land ! 
With  the  Bible  for  onr  guide, 
With  our  teachers  at  our  side, 
With  God's  smile  upon  our  hearts, 
And  the  peace  his  grace  imparts 
Shining  on  our  pathway  ever — 
What  from  happiness  can  sever 
This  thrice  happy,  happy  band, 
Children  of  a  Christian  land  ? 

2  Oh !  yes  we're  a  happy  band, 
Smiling  friends  on  every  hand  ; 
Words  of  peace  and  songs  of  joy 
All  our  Sabbath  hours  employ; 
Even  in  our  infant  days 

Hymn  we  our  Redeemer's  praise ; 
And  these  walls  with  echoes  ringing, 
Tell  of  Sunday  scholars  singing; 
We're  a  happy,  happy  band, 
Children  of  a  Christian  land. 

3  Bat  we'll  be  a  happier  band 
When  we  reach  that  better  land  I 
When  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 
Clothed  in  glory,  bathed  in  light, 
Drinking  from  the  fount  of  joy 
Ceaseless  bliss  without  alloy — 
With  the  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
Heaven's  bright  glory  we  inherit— 
Oh !  we'll  be  a  happy  band, 
Angels  in  that  better  land. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  31 

oL.  Opening  Hymn.  C.  M,  Boutno. 

Bradbury's  S.  U.  Choir,  B6. 

1  ITOW  pleasant  here  again  to  meet ! 

How  joyful  thus  to  raise 
Our  tuneful  notes,  in  songs  so  sweet, 

To  our  Redeemer's  praise. 
To  us  he  has  been  ever  kind ; 

Oh  !  blessed  be  his  name  ! 
He  bears  us  still  upon  his  mind, 

His  love  remains  the  same, 

His  love  remains  the  same ; 
He  bears  us  still  upon  his  mind, 

His  love  remains  the  same. 

2  Then  let  us  strive,  while  we  have  breatn> 

His  precepts  to  obey ;  # 

For  soon  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

Will  summon  us  away  ; 
The  dear  delights  we  now  enjoy 

Will  then  have  passed  away  ; 
But  heaven  affords  more  sweet  employ, 

Through  one  eternal  day, 

Through  one  eternal  day ; 
But  heaven  affords  mere  sweet  employ 

Through  one  eternal  day. 

3  To  our  dear  friends  assembled  here 

A  debt  of  love  we  owe, 
For  acts  of  kindness  year  by  year, 

Which  they  on  us  bestow ; 
May  God  in  mercy  bless  them  all, 

With  hope,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
And  with  us  meet  when  he  shall  call 

Where  pleasures  never  cease, 

Y/here  pleasures  never  cease, 
And  with  us  meet  when  he  shall  call 

Where  pleasures  never  cease. 


32  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

32.        Who  shall  sing  if  not  the  Children  1   8s  &  7a 

Linden  Harp,  Si. 

1  WHO  shall  sing,  if  not  the  children  ? 

'        Did  not  Jesus  die  for  them  ? 
May  they  not,  with  other  jewels, 

Sparkle  in  his  diadem  ? 
Why  to  them  were  voices  given — 

Bird-like  voices,  sweet  and  clear — 
Why,  unless  the  song  of  heaven 

They  begin  to  practise  here  ? 

2  There's  a  choir  of  infant  songsters, 

White-robed,  round  the  Saviour's  throne ; 
Angels  cease,  and  waiting,  listen  ! 

Oh !  'tis  sweeter  than  their  own  ! 
Faith  can  hear  the  rapturous  choral, 

When  her  ear  is  upward  turned : 
Is  it  hot  the  same,  perfected, 

Which  upon  the  earth  they  learned? 

3  Jesus,  when  on  earth  sojourning, 

Loved  them  with  a  wondrous  love ; 
And  will  he,  to  heaven  returning, 

Faithless  to  his  blessing  prove  ? 
Oh  !  they  can  not  sing  too  early  I 

Fathers,  stand  not  in  their  way ! 
Birds  sing  while  the  day  is  breaking — 

Tell  me,  then,  why  should  not  they  t 


33.  Children  praising  Jesus.  8s  &  7s. 

linden  Harp,  123. 

1  TJERE  we  throng  to  praise  the  Saviour, 
A     Cheerfully  our  voices  raise  ; 
He  who  died  for  our  behavior 
Savs  he  will  accept  onr  praise. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  33 

Hinder  not  the  yotmg  from  cjoming, 

For  of  such  the  Saviour  said 
Is  composed  my  heavenly  kingdom — 

'Tis  a  rapturous  thought  indeed. 

Let  us  love  him  and  adore  him, 

In  our  days  of  feeble  youth ; 
May  we  ever  walk  before  him 

In  the  glorious  paths  of  truth. 
Let  us  never  grieve  the  Saviour, 

"Who  has  died  our  souls  to  win ; 
Let  us  ever  seek  his  favor. 

Shunning  all  the  paths  of  sin. 

If  our  sins  are  all  forgiven, 

TVe  may  read  our  titles  clear 
To  eternal  joy  in  heaven, 

Far  beyond  this  earthly  sphere ; 
In  that  blest  abode  of  glory, 

We  may  join  the  angel  throng  , 
Jesus'  love  shall  be  the  story 

Of  our  never-ending  song. 


34. 


II 


Hosannah.  P.  1L 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  9«. 

OSAXXAH!  hosannah! 

Hosannah  !  be  our  cheerful  song, 

To  Christ  our  Saviour  King ; 
His  praise  to  whom  we  all  belong, 

Let  all  unite  and  sing 
Hosannah !  hosannah ! 

Let  all  unite  and  sing. 


i 


34  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Hosannah  J  hosannah! 
Hosannah  !  here  in  joyful  lays 

Let  old  and  young  proclaim, 
And  hail  with  voices,  hearts,  and  hands, 

The  Son  of  David's  name  ; 
Hosannah  I  hosannah ! 

The  Son  of  David's  name. 

3  Hosannah  !  hosannah ! 
Hosannah  !  sound  from  hill  to  hill, 

And  spread  from  plain  to  plain. 
While  louder,  sweeter,  clearer  still, 

Woods  echo  to  the  strain ; 
Hosannah!  hosannah! 

Woods  echo  to  the  strain. 

4  Hosannah !  hosannah ! 
Hosannah!  on  the  wings  of  light 

O'er  earth  and  ocean  fly, 
Till  morn  to  eve,  and  noon  to  night, 

And  heaven  to  earth  reply 
Hosannah!   hosannah! 

And  heaven  to  earth  reply. 


35.  Sing  Praise3.  P.  M 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  104 

1    J  N  the  rosy  light  of  the  morning  bright, 
Lilt  the  voice  of  praise  ou  high, 
From  the  lips  of  youth,  to  the  God  of  truth, 
Let  the  joyful  echoes  fly. 
Sing  praises,  glad  praises, 
Sing,  children,  sing, 
Let  your  songs  arise,  to  the  lofty  skies, 
And  exult  in  God  our  King. 


LEE  AVEXUE   COLLECTION.  35 

5  As  ho  looked  in  love  from  the  world  abov*, 

Our  distresses  filled  Lis  eye  : 
And,  a  world  to  save,  his  own  Son  he  gave, 
On  the  bloody  tree  to  die. 
Sing  prais.- 

J>  Let  his  praise  be  spread,  for  the  Lamb  who  bled 
To  deliver  us  from  woe ; 
He  endured  the  cross,  the  disgrace,  the  loss : 
Let  his  praise  forever  flow! 
Sing  praises,  &c. 

4  Now,  exalted  high  o'er  the  earth  and  sky, 
He  delights  in  mercy  still ; 
Bends  his  gracious  car,  our  requests  to  hear, 
And  our  longing  souls  to  fill. 
Sing  praistr. 

6  On  the  cross  he  hung  for  the  old  and  youn^ 

But  he  loves  the  children  best ; 
To  his  arm  we'll  By,  on  his  grace  rely, 
And  secure  his  promised  rest 
Sing  praises,  &c. 


064  Scholar's  Song.  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Ufa  S.  S.  Melodies,  U% 

1  TEACHERS,  here  we  meet  together. 
On  this  holy  Sabbath-day ; 
Oh  !  we  feel  a  sacred  pleasure, 
"When  we  meet  to  praise  and  pra7. 
Saviour  hear  us, 
Saviour  hear  us, 
While  we  raise  our  grateful  lay. 


S6  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Once  Judea's  parents  brought  thee 
Infants  smiling  on  their  arms; 

For  thy  blessing  they  besought  thee, 
"When  they  saw  thy  gracious  charms. 

Friend  of  children. 

Friend  of  children, 
How  he  clasped  them  in  his  arms. 

3  Now  he  sits  in  yonder  heaven, 
Kindly  bidding  us  to  come; 

If  our  hearts  to  him  are  given, 
There  we'll  sing  a  sweeter  song: 

We  will  praise  him. 

We  will  praise  him, 
When  we  join  the  happy  throng. 

4  May  we  meet  each  faithful  teacher, 
On  that  bright  and  flowery  plain; 
With  our  parents  and  kind  preacher, 
There  in  -bliss  for  aye  to  reign : 

And  the  glory, 
And  the  glory, 
We'll  ascribe  to  Jesus'  name. 


37.  A'  youthful  Company  we  meet.  P.  & 

Sunday-School  HarmoaUt,  66. 

1  A   YOUTHFUL  company  we  meet, 
*"■  Our  songs  of  praises  to  repeat, 
And  pay  our  homage  at  the  feet 

Of  Jesus  Christ,  the  children's  friend. 

2  He  bids  us  come — and  lo!  we  stand, 
As  volunteers  a  youthful  band — 

We  come — we  come,  at  his  command, 
To  be  his  faithful  followers. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  3t 

3  '•  Give  me  thy  heart."  we  hear  hhn  say— 
Lord,  we  thy  mandate  will  c 
"We  come — to  tread  the  narrow  \ 
A  youthful  army  for  the  Lord. 

4:  We  wait  not  till  time's  chilling  flight 
Hath  quenched  our  youthful  spirits'  might ; 
No  !  no — we  come,  and  now  unite 
To  j  f  heaven. 

5  Now,  now — ere  our  resolve  should  fail, 
Tor  lurin- 

We  come,  we  come — ere  they  prevail, 
To  take  the  armor  of  thy  word. 

6  TSa  here  we  learn  these  arms  to  bear, 
Trained  up   and   disciplined  with  care, 
We  come — arrayed  in  these  we'll  dare 

To  swell  the  victor's  triumph  song. 

t.  Here,  here — may  many  an  arm  rise, 
Well  skilled  in  warfare  for  the  sk 
Amd  come  with  us  to  1  nose 

Of  life  eternal  in  the  Leavens. 


38.  Come,  and  Sing.  8s  &  7i 

ft  3.  S.  Choir,  44. 

1  POME,  and  sing  with  joy  and  gladness, 
^     Elevate  your  heart  in  pi 
Come,  dismiss  all  gloom  and  sadness, 

With  the  angel  choirs  uniting, 

Sing  of  J  ma  love; 

*Tis  a  subject  so  delighting. 

Thrilling  all  the  harps  above. 


33  LEE   AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Come,  and  sweetly  tune  your  voices, 

Raise  them  to  a  lofty  strain ; 
Sing  aloud,  while  heaven  rejoices, 

Shout !  for  Jesus  come3  to  reign : 
Glory  !  hear  the  angels  crying, 

Glory  to  the  Saviour's  name ; 
Shall  not  children,  with  them  vying 

Here  on  earth  his  praise  proclaim? 

3  Yes !  it  was  the  Saviour's  pleasure, 

That  they  should  not  hold  their  peace; 
And  his  blessings  without  measure, 

He  bestowed  on  such  as  these : 
Then  to  heaven  high  ascending 

Shall  our  anthems  quickly  rise ; 
With  angelic  voices  blending 

Far  above  yon  azure  skies. 


39.  Joyfully!  Joyfully!  10a. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  136. 

1  JOYFULLY,  joyfully,  onward  we  move, 

"     Eound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above, 
I         Jesus,  our  Saviour,  in  mercy  says,  come, 
-         Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  ycur  home. 

Soon  will  our  pilgrimage  end  here  below, 
Soon  to  the  presence  of  God  we  shall  go; 
Then,  if  to  Jesus  our  hearts  have  been  given, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  rest  we  in  heaven. 

2  Teachers  and  scholars  have  passed  on  before, 
Waiting,  they  watch  us  approaching  the  short, 
Singing  to  cheer  us,  while  passing  along, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  39 

Sounds  of  sweet  music  there  ravish  the  ear, 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  strains  we  shall  hear, 
Filling  with  harmony  heaven's  high  dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  Jesu3,  we  come. 

3  Death  with  his  arrow  may  soon  lay  us  low, 
Safe  in  our  Saviour  we  fear  not  the  blow ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  we  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  conquered,  his  sceptre  be  gone. 
Over  the  plains  of  sweet  Canaan  we'll  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 


40.  Children  Sing.  7k 

Anniversary  Hymn*,  14. 

1  pHILDREN  of  Jerusalem, 

^  Sang  the  praise  of  Jesus'  name, 
Children  too,  of  modern  days, 
Join  to  sing  the  Saviour's  praise. 

Cheerfully,  joyfully  we  will  sing 
Loud  hosannahs  to  our  King ! 

2  We  are  taught  to  love  the  Lord, 
We  are  taught  to  read  his  word, 
We  are  taught  the  way  to  heaven  • 
Praise  for  all  to  God  be  given ; 

Cheerfully,  &c. 

3  Parents,  teachers,  old  and  young, 
All  unite  to  swell  the  song, 
Higher  and  yet  higher  rise, 

Till  hosannahs  reach  the  skies. 
Cheerfully,  &c. 


40  LEE   AVENUE  COLLECTION. 


41.  "The  Bible!   the  Bible  :M  11* 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  52. 

1  THE  Bible  !  the  Bible,  more  precious  than  gold, 

The  hopes  and  the  E  pages  unfold; 

It  speaks  of  a  Saviour  and  tells  of  his  love  ; 
the  war  to  the  mansions  above. 

2  The  Bible !  the  Bible !  blest  volume  of  truth, 
Ho  it  smiles  on  the  season  of  youth! 
It  bi  ;rl  of  great  price, 

:  enslaved  in  the  bondage  of  vice, 

3  The  Bible  !  the  Bible!  we  hail  it  with  joy, 

Its  troths  and  i  s  a   all  employ ; 

We'll  sing  of  its  triui  ;.rth, 

And  send  its  glad  tidings  afar  o'er  the  earth. 

4  The  E  Bible!  the  valleys  shall  ring, 
And  hill-tops  reecho  the  notes  that  we 

Our  banners,  inscribed  with  its  precepts  and  rules, 
Shall  long  wave  in  triumph,  the  joy  of  our  schools. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  41 

42.  The  Precious  Bible.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymn^  1 

1  WHAT  is  it  shows  my  soul  the  way 

■)  realms  of  everlasting  day; 
And  tells  the  danger  of  delay  ? 

It  is  the  precious  Bible. 

2  "What  teaches  me  I'm  bound  to  love 
The  glorious  God  who  reigns  above, 
And  that  I  _  jodness  pi 

It  is  the  precious  Bible. 

3  What  is  it  gives  my  spiri" 

When  with  the  cares  of  earth  oppressed, 
And  points  to  regions  of  r:. 

It  is  the  precious  Bible. 

4  "What  tells  me  that  I  soon  must  die, 
And  to  the  throne  of  judgment  fly, 
To  meet  the  great  Jehovah'.- 

precious  Bible. 

5  Oh  !  may  this  treasure  ever  be 
The  best  of  all  on  earth  to  me, 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see 

precious  Bible! 


43,  The  Tree  of  Life.  P.  M. 

--ary  HymB*,  M. 

1  AX  a  hill  stands  a  beautiful  tree, 
^     Its  fruit  is  all  golden  and  fair, 
And  its  shades  and  its  treasures  are  free 
For  all  who  may  thither  repair : 


42  LEE   AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

Its  leaves  ever  green  do  not  die, 
Its  flowers  with  fragrance  abound, 

Its  splendor  enraptures  the  eye, 
Its  branches  with  music  resound. 

2  Though  thousands  by  night  and  by  day 

Have  feasted  and  gathered  in  store, 
Have  borne  its  rich  bounties  away, 

Its  fullness  remains  evermore  : 
Oh  !  what  is  its  name  ?  who  can  tell  ? 

And  the  hill — where,  oh !  where  can  it  be  I 
By  thy  side  I  will  haste  me  to  dwell, 

0  wonderful,  beautiful  tree  I 

3  On  Zion's  fair  mount  you  behold 

Its  form  in  bright  grand  3ur  arise ; 
There  glitter  its  green  and  its  gold, 

There  lifts  its  t#ll  head  to  the  skies ; 
'Twas  planted  by  Infinite  Love, 

From  the  hills  everlasting  it  came, 
Truth  Eternal,  they  call  it  above ; 

But,  Bible,  on  earth,  is  its  name. 


44.       We'll  not  give  up  the  Bible!     C.  M.  Doublrv 

Anniversary  Hymni,  It. 

1  WIS  won't  give  up  the  Bible, 
*"  God's  holy  book  of  truth, 
The  blessed  staff  of  hoary  age, 

The  guide  of  early  youth, 
The  lamp  which  sheds  a  glorious  light 

O'er  every  dreary  road, 
The  voice  which  speaks  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  leads  us  home  to  God. 

We  won't  give  up  the  Bible, 
God's  holv  book  of  truth. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  43 

S  "We  won't  gwe  up  the  Bible, 
For  it  alone  can  tell 
The  war  to  save  our  ruined  souls 

From  being  sent  to  hell. 
And  it  alone  can  tell  us  how 

We  can  have  hopes  of  heaven — 
That  through  the  £  -  precious  blood 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven. 

We  won't  give  up  the  Bible,  &c 

3  "We  won't  give  up  the  Bible  ; 

But  if  ye  force  away 
What  is  as  oar  own  life-blood  dear, 

I  h  joy  could  say  : 
"  The  words  that  we  have  learned  while  young 

Shall  follow  all  our  d 
For  they're  engraven  on  our  hearts, 
And  a  _-  ade  our  w 

We  won't  give  up  the  Bible,  £a 

4  "We  won't  give  up  the  Bible — ■ 

We'll  shout  it  far  and  wide, 
Until  the  echo  shall  be  heard 

Beyond  the  roiling  tide  ; 
Till  all  shall  know  that  we,  though  young, 

Withstand  each  treaeh'rous  art ; 
And  that  from  God's  own  sacred  word 

We'll  never,  never  part ! 

We  won't  give  up  the  Bible,  &a 


4A  LEE   AVE^STTE   COLLECTION. 

45.  Thank  God  for  the  Bible.  P.  K 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  1€. 

1  THANK  God  for  the  Bible !  'tis  there  that  we 
x         find 

The  story  of  Christ  and  his  love — 
How  he  came  down  to  earth  from  his  beautiful, 
home, 
In  the  mansions  of  glory  above  ; 

Thanks  to  him  we  will  bring, 
Praise  to  him  we  will  sing. 
For  he  came  down  to  earth,  &c. 

2  While  he  lived  on  this  earth,  to  the  sick  and  the 

blind, 
And  to  mourners  his  blessings  were  given ; 
And  he  said  let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me, 
For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 
Jesus  calls  us  to  come, 
He's  prepared  us  a  home. 
For  he  said  let  the  little  ones  come,  &c. 

3  In  the  Bible  we  read  of  a  beautiful  land, 

Where  sorrow  and  pain  never  come ; 
For  Jesus  is  there  with  a  heavenly  band, 
And  'tis  there  he's  prepared  us  a  home.     % 
Jesus  calls,  shall  we  stay  ? 
No  !  we'll  gladly  obey, 
For  Jesus  is  there  with  a  heavenly  band,  &c. 

4  Thank  God  for  the  Bible !  its  truths  o'er  the  earth 

We'll  scatter  with  a  bountiful  hand ; 
But  we  never  can  tell  what  a  Bible  is  worth, 
Till  we  go  to  that  beautiful  land ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  45 

There  our  thanks  we  will  bring, 
There  with  angels  we'll  sing, 
And  its  worth  we  can  tell,  when  with  Jesus  we 
dwell 
In  heaven — that  beautiful  land. 


46.  Oh !  send  forth  the  Bible.  Us- 

Bovs'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  112- 

1  AH !   send  forth  the  Bible,  more  precious    than 
U         gold; 

Let  no  one  presume  the  blest  gift  to  withhold ; 
It  speaks  to  all  nations  in  language  so  plain, 
That  he  who  will  read  it,  true  wisdom  may  gain. 

2  It  points  U3  to  heaven,  where  the  righteous  will 

go; 
It  warns  us  to  shun  the  dark  regions  of  woe ; 
It  shows  us  the  evil  and  danger  of  sin. 
And  opens  a  fountain  for  cleansing  within. 

3  It  tells  us  of  One  who  is  mighty  to  save, 

Who  died  on  the  cross,  and  arose  from  the  grave; 
Who  dwelleth  on  high,  in  that  holy  abode, 
Interceding  for  man,  with  a  pardoning  God. 

4  It  tells  us  that  all  will  awake  from  the  tomb  ; 
Bids  sinners  reflect  on  a  judgment  to  come  ; 
It  tells  us  that  mansions  of  bliss  are  prepared, 
The  hope  of  believers,  their  glorious  award. 

5  Oh !  who  would  neglect  such  a  volume  as  this, 
That  warns  us  from  danger,  invites  us  to  bliss? 
Send  forth  the  blest  Bible,  earth's  regions  around, 
Wherever  the  footsteps  of  man  shall  be  found- 


46  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 


47.         The  Bible  and  the  Sunday-School.        C.  Jfr 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  10. 

1  THE  Sunday-school !  the  Sunday-school! 

Blest  be  the  wondrous  plan  1 
So  strong  its  power,  so  fraught  with  love, 

Descending  down  to  man ! 
The  Bible  and  the  Sunday-School 

Oar  bulwark  firm  shall  be, 
To  guard  our  rights,  maintain  our  laws, 

Preserve  our  liberty. 

2  The  blessed  Bible  !  we'll  maintain 

Our  charter  and  our  shield — 
Its  precepts  and  its  promises 

Unfettered  sway  shall  wield: 
"With  freeborn  minds,  and  bounding  hearty 

We  prize  its  sacred  truth, 
For  comfort  in  declining  years — 

Our  guide  in  early  youth. 

3  0  holy  book !  0  happy  day ! 

May  unborn  millions  stand, 
Surrounded  by  these  bulwarks  strong, 

Throughout  this  happy  land : 
Nor  tyrant's  rod,  nor  despot's  power, 

Deprive  us  of  our  right 
To  serve  our  country  and  our  God 

In  freedom's  blessed  light. 

4  And  when  we  stand  on  Zion's  heights, 

la  yon  bright  world  above, 
"Where  golden  harps  are  sounding  forth 

The  Savionr's  dying  love — 
The  Bible  and  the  Sunday-school 

Our  anthems  still  shall  be, 
For  they  have  led  our  wand'ring  feet, 

0  Lord !  to  heaven  and  thee. 


LEE  AYEXUE   COLLECTION.  41 


Treasures  of  the  Bible. 
AH  !  never  on  this  holy  Book 
^  With  car  .  fadiSerence  look : 

If  thou  art  sad.  come  here  and  find 
A  balm  to  soothe  and  cheer  the  mind  ; 
If  thou  art  merry,  here  are  songs 
Fit  to  be  sm  I  tongues: 

If  thou  art  rich  i:: 

Learn  here  thy  wealth  is  nothing  worth ; 
If  thou  art  poor,  this  precious  mine 
Hath  countless  treasures — all  are  thine. 


The  Happy  Land.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymn*,  14, 

1  THERE  is  a  happy  land, 

Far,  far  away. 
Wher  glory  stand, 

g lit  as  day. 
Oh  !  how  tfa  /  sing, 

Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King, 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 
Praise,  praise  for  aye! 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Con: 
Whv  will  ve  doubting  stand, 

Why  still  delay  ? 
Oh!  we  shall  happy  be. 
When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest,  blest"  for  aye. 


4&  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Bright  in  that  happy  land, 
Beams  every  eye ; 

Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 
Love  can  not  die. 

Oh !  then  to  glory  run, 

Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 

And  bright  above  the  sun, 
We  reign  for  aye. 


50. 


Children  in  Heaven.  P.  M, 

Anniversary  Hymns,  G&. 

A  ROUXD  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven, 

Thousands  of  children  stand ; 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band, 

Singing  glory,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white, 

See  every  one  arrayed  ; 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 

And  joys  that  never  fade, 
Singing,  &c. 

What  brought  them  to  that  world  above? 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love : 

How  came  those  children  there  ? 
Singing,  &c. 

Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood, 

To  wash  away  their  sin  : 
Bathed  in  that  pure,  and  precious  flood, 

Behold  them  white  and  clean  1 
Singing,  &c. 


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5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace 
On  earth  they  loved  his  name ; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face, 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
Singing,  «£c. 


51.  The  Pilgrim's  Home.  lis 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Sinking  Book,  10, 

1  '\|Ih>  scenes  of  affliction,  with  sorrow  oppressed, 

.    lU-     How  oft  have  we  sighed  for  the  season  of 

rest, 

When  no  more  through  this  wilderness  world  W9 
shall  roam. 

But  find  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus  a  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Receive  us,  dear  Saviour,  in  glory  at  home. 

2  No  spot  on  the  earth  can  give  permanent  bliss, 
No  home  for  the  pilgrim  or  stranger  like  this  ; 
But  beyond  the  bright  azure,  that  star-spangled 

dome, 
We  shall  iind  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus  a  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  &e. 

3  'Tis  hope  cheers  the  prospect  that's  gloomy  and 

drear, 
And  points  to  the  haven  of  rest  that  is  near ; 
Oh !  there  in  sweet  fields  of  delight  we  shall  roam, 
And  find  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus  a  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  fee 


50  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 


v4>*  We  have  no  Home  but  Heaven.      7s  &  6a 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  143. 

1  \V E  have  no  home  but  heaven  1 

"      A  pilgrim's  garb  we  wear; 
Our  path  is  marked  by  changes, 

And  strewed  with  many  a  care ; 
Surrounded  with  temptation, 

By  varied  ills  oppressed, 
Each  day's  experience  warns  us 

That  this  is  not  our  rest. 

« 

2  "We  have  no  home  but  heaven ! 

Then  wherefore  seek  one  here  ? 
"Why  murmur  at  privations, 

Or  grieve  when  trouble's  near  ? 
It  is  but  for  a  season 

That  we  as  strangers  roam ; 
And  strangers  must  not  look  for 

The  comforts  of  a  home. 

3  We  have  no  home  but  heaven ! 

We  want  no  home  beside  ; 
0  God  !  our  Friend  and  Father ! 

Our  footsteps  thither  guide ; 
Unfold  to  us  its  glory, 

Prepare  us  for  its  joy, 
Its  pure  and  perfect  friendship, 

Its  angel-like  employ. 

4  We  have  no  home  but  heaven ! 

How  cheering  is  the  thought ! 
How  bright  the  expectations 

Which  G-od's  own  word  has  taught  I 


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"With  eager  hearts  we  hasten, 

The  promised  bliss  to  share  I 
We  have  no  home  but  heaven ! 

Oh  !  would  that  we  were  there ! 


53. 


The  New  Jerusalem.  C.  M 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  12. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  bappy  home, 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  !  ' 

"When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

In  joy,  and  peace,  and  tin 
When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walla 

And  pearly  gates  behold? 
Thy  -  dvation  strong, 

And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

2  Oh  !  when,  thou  city  of  my  God! 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
"Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 

And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 
There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know ; 
Blest  seats !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 

I  onward  press  to  you. 

3  "Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  or  woe, 

Or  feel  at  death,  dismay  ? 
Tve  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 

And  realms  of  endless  day  ! 
Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

When  I  thy  joy  shall  see. 


52  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

54.  Heavenly  Canaan.  P.  M, 

Sabbath-School  Gems,  T4. 

1  AN  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
^    And  cast  a  wishful  eye 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

We're  marching  through  Immapw^'s  ground 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  trumpet  so»nd ; 
And  there  we  shall  with  Jesus  reijox. 
And  never,  never  part  again. 
What !  never  part  again  ? 
No  !  never  part  again. 

2  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day — 
There  G-od,  the  Son,  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

We're  marching  through,  &c. 

3  No  chilling  winds  nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death. 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

We're  marching  through,  &c. 

4  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  on  his  bosom  rest  ? 

We're  marching  through,  &<X 

5  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

We're  marching  through,  &c. 


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55.  The  Brighter  World.  Us 

Anniversary  Hymns,  8. 

1  T  WOULD  not  live  alway  !  I  ask  not  to  stay 

■*•     Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  tha 

W 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are   enough  for  life's  woes — full  enough  for  its 
cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin ! 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  ! 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thank  ith  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway  !  no,  welcome  the  tomb ! 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there  I  dread  not-  its  gloom ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise. 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  "Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God — 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns ; 

6  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet, 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul  I 


54  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


56.  They  tell  us  of  a  City  Bright  P.  H 

Sabbath- School  Concert,  9L 

1  THEY  tell  us  there's  a  city  bright, 
■*■      Above  the  starry  sky ! 

And  not  a  soul  that  dwells  therein 

Was  ever  known  to  cry; 
And  there  they  say  the  river  of  life 

Flows  ever,  free  and  clear ; 
And  on  its  banks  that  wondrous  tree 

"Which  bears  fruit  all  the  year. 

2  There,  "Holy,  holy  is  the  Lord!" 

Bursts  from  the  angelic  choir, 
And  ransomed  harpers  tune  their  harpi 

To  songs  that  never  tire. 
Upon  his  Uirone  the  Saviour  sits, 

A  rainbow  round  hi3  head, 
And  at  his  feet  a  placid  sea 

Of  crystal  glass  outspread 

8  Dear  teachers !  if  so  rich  a  prize 

Is  to  be  lost  or  won 
By  such  as  we,  whose  shining  days 

So  lately  have  begun. 
Oh  !  leave  us  not  till  we  have  found 

A  hope  in  Jesus'  love — 
Until  we  have  begun  to  learn 

The  soDg  they  sing  above. 


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>7.  Heaven.  P.  M. 

linden  Harp,  86. 

1  THEPwE  is  a  clime  where  Jesus  reign3, 
A  home  of  grace  and  love. 
Where  angels  sing,  in  sweetest  strains, 
Of  his  redeeming  love. 

0  heaven  !  sweet  heaven  ! 

Land  of  the  bk 
How  I  long  to  be  there, 
In  thy  glories  to  share, 

And  rest  upon  Jesus'  breast 

£  And  children,  too,  will  join  to  bless 
The  precious  Saviour's  name, 
Clothed  in  his  perfect  righteousness, 
And  saved  from  sin  and  shame. 
0  heaven.  &c. 

3  Yet  all,  alas  !  may  not  be  there, 

For  some  will  slight  his  grac- ; 
Now,  though  he  calls,  they  do  not  car© 
To  turn  and  seek  his  face. 
Oh  !  heaven,  <Sc. 

4  He  says  to  all,  "  Come  unto  me, 

And  I  will  give  you  rest." 
Oh  !  linger  not,  but  haste  to  be 
With  his  salvation  blest. 
0  heaven,  <fcc. 

6  The  fairest  roses  quickly  die, 
The  leaves  must  all  decay, 
And  little  children,  you  and  1 
As  soon  may  fade  away. 
0  heaven,  &c. 


66  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

6  Then  let  us  early  "watch  and  pray," 
And  seek  the  things  above  ; 
And  may  the  Spirit,  day  by  day, 
Reveal  a  Saviour's  love  ! 
Oh!  heaven,  &c. 


58.         When  for  Eternal  Worlds  we  steer.     8s  &  4 

New  Lute  of  Son,  337. 

1  Y\THEX  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer, 

*        And  seas  are  calm  and  skies  are  clear, 
And  faith  in  lively  exercise. 
And  distant  hills  of  Canaan  rise. 
The  soul  for  joy  then  claps  her  wings, 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings, 
Vain  world,  adieu ! 

2  Tilth  cheerful  hope  her  eyes  explore 
Each  landmark  on  the  distant  shore — 
The  trees  of  life,  the  pastures  green, 
The  golden  streets,  the  crystal  stream  ; 
Again  for  joy  she  claps  her  wings, 
And  loud  her  lovely  sonnet  sings, 

Tain  world,  adieu ! 

3  The  nearer  still  she  draws  to  land, 
More  eager  all  her  powers  expand ; 
With  steady  helm  and  free-bent  sail, 
Her  anchor  drops  within  the  veil; 
Again  for  joy  she  claps  her  wings, 
And  her  celestial  sonnet  sings, 

On  Canaan's  shore. 


LEE   AVENUE   0OLLECTCO3T.  5T 


59.         Come !  let  us  sing  of  Heaven  above.       P.  KL 

Anniversary  Hyma»,  i. 

1  POME!  lot  us  sing  of  heaven  above, 

^  v     Our  glorious,  happy  home, 
Where  dwells  the  Saviour  whom  we  love, 
And  who  I  ■  >me. 

Oh!  that  is  joytVJ  !  joyful!  joyful  I 

Oh  1  that  is  joyful. 
That  Jesus  bids  us  come 

To  dwell  with  him  above, 
And  sing  the  everlasting  song 

Of  his  redeeming  love. 

2  Angels  are  there  around  the  throne, 

t  notes  of  praise  they  sing; 
All  glory  to  our  G-od  alone. 
And  to  our  Saviour  King. 

Oh !  that  is  joyful.  &c         0 

3  And  children  join  the  glorious  song, 

Who  once  lived  here  below  ; 
But  now,  amid  that  sinless  throng, 
They  no  more  sorrow  know. 
Oh  !  that  is  joyful,  <fcc. 

4  TT\vas  Jesus  died  that  we  might  gain 

This  glorious,  happy  home  ; 
For  us  he  suffered  grief  and  pain, 
And  therefore  bids  us  come. 
Oh !  that  is  joyful,  &c. 


58  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


60.  The  Angels'  Song.  P.  M. 

Brooklyn  Anniversary  Hymns,  1855. 

1  THERE'S  a  song  the  angels  sing, 
And  its  notes  with  rapture  ring 
Round  the  throne  whose  radiance  tills  the  heavens 
above ; 
Shepherds  heard  a  distant  strain, 
Watching  on  Judea's  plain, 
1  Glory  be  to  God,  to  men  be  peace  and  love." 
Through  the  earth  and  through  the  sky, 
Let  the  anthem  ever  fly, 
Peace,  good  will  te  men,  and  glory  be  to  God  on 
high. 

2  'Tis  a  song  for  children,  too ; 

To  the  Saviour  'tia  their  due  ; 
Let  its  grateful  notes  ascend  to  him  again ; 

Join  with  angels  in  their  song, 

And  the  heavenly  strain  prolong, 
"  Glory  be  to  God,  good  will  and  peace  to  men," 

Through  the  earth,  &c. 

8  Soon  around  that  throne  may  we 

With  those  happy  angels  be, 
Striking  harps  to  strains  that  never  more  shall 
cease ; 
Mingling  love  with  loftiest  praise, 
Still  the  chorus  there  we'll  raise, 
*  Glory  be  to  God,  to  men  good  will  and  peace." 
Through  the  earth,  &c 


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59 


Land  of  Canaan.  P.  M. 

Sabv  ,40. 

POM?-"!  — 

^     We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan; 
All  glory 
We  are  bound  for  the  I  aan. 

0  Canaan,  bri.L'i. 

We  are  boon  1  for  the  land  of  Can 
0  Canaan  !  it  is  our  happy  horn:- — 
We  are  bound  for  the  -  :_*an» 


2  Happy  are  all  good  children  her  — 

-  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
And  soon  they'll  be  as  angels  are — 

-  are  bound  ;  id  of  Canaan. 
0  Canaan,  bright  Canaan !  ic 


60  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Come  then  and  join  our  happy  band, 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
To  ever  dwell  at  Christ's  right  hand — 
We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
0  Canaan,  bright  Canaan  !  &c. 

4  Then  louder  still  our  songs  shall  rise — 

We  are  bound  lor  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
When  we  are  far  beyond  the  skies — 
We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
0  Canaan,  bright  Canaan  1  &c. 


62.  Life  and  Glory.  8s  &  7* 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Melodies,  110. 

1  WHAT  is  life?  'tis  but  a  vapor, 

' '      Soon  it  vanishes  away  ; 
Life  is  but  a  dying  taper, 

0  my  soul !  why  wish  to  stay  ? 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings,  and  fly 
Straight  to' yonder  world  of  joy  ? 

2  See  that  glory — how  resplendent ! 

Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints; 
There,  in  majesty  transcendent, 

Jesus  reigns — the  King  of  saints; 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul !  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

3  Joyful  crowds  his  throne  surrounding, 

Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love ; 
Through  the  heavens  his  praises  sounding, 

Filling  all  the  courts  above ; 
Spread  thy  win^s,  my  soul !  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 


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4  Go,  and  share  his  people's  glory, 
'Mid  the  ransomed  crowd  appear; 

Thine  a  joyful,  wondrous  story, 
One  that  angels  love  to  hear; 

Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul !  and  fly 

Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 


fe3.  Joyful  anticipations  of  Haavsn.  C  M, 

rnty  Hymna,  6. 

1  TjlTHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
Oh !  that  will  be  joyful,  &c. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

Oli !  that  will  be  joyful,  &c. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrows  fall ; 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  G-od.  my  heaven,  my  all. 

Oh !  that  will  be  joyful,  &c. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  mv  peaceful  breast. 

Oh  1  "that  will  be  joyful,  &c 


62  LEE    AVEXUE   COLLECTION. 

64L  The  Christian's  Homa.  Up 

-._'  Italic,  10. 

1  Hi  IDs.'  complaints, 

How  sweat  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 
s  inl 
To  find  a1  let  of  mercy  there's  room, 

And  I  a  at  home! 

- 
Receive  .    >:y,  my  home. 

2  Sweet  b  >nd  •  fch  it  u  lite  all  t  .  of  peace ! 
And   •  ,:i    not 

[  roam, 
I  long  I 

Home,  home,  &c. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 

"Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee; 
Though  no  v  my  tem]  y  foam, 

All,  all   will   b  •  peace,   when   I'm  with  thee  at 

Home,  home,  &c. 

4  Vvliile  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

Oh!    _  as  my  dayj 

In  all  my  )  thee  would  I  c;me, 

Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 
Home,  homr.  &c. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  oh!  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  nd  smiles  of  thy  face; 
Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

Home,  home,  &c 


LEE    AVEN'UE    C  63 

6  I  long*,  dearest  Lord,  in  t  Bhine, 

No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine. 

2  b  arise  from  the  tomb, 
iiome. 


65.  Home  of  the  Blest.  P.  U 

ftillB  Harp,  S6. 

1  A  HAPPY  land !  0  happy  h 

"     Where  saints  an  I 
We  Ion.:  * 

And  all  their  anthems  E 
0  heaven,  sweet  heaven  ! 

0  home  of  the  blest: 
How  I  long  to  be  there, 
All  its  glory  to  b1 
And  to  lean  on  i  it's  breast, 

2  But  every  veiee  in  yonder  thrc 

On  earth  h 

Lips  untaught  may  song 

Or  learn  the  n." 
0  heaven '. 

3  Thou  heavenly  Friend !  thou  heavenly  Friend  I 

Oh  !  hear  us  when  we  pray  : 

e  descend, 
And  take  our  sins  av 
0  hea 

4  Be  all  our  fresh,  our  youthful  days, 

To  thy  blest  service  given: 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  sing  thy  praise, 
A  ransomed  band  in  be 
0  heaven !  kc 


64  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

OO.  Home  in  tha  Skie3.  lis 

B  >y.s'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  10. 

1  "WHEN"   the   time  of  oar  earthly  sojourning  ia 

o'er, 
The  home  that  once  knew  us  will  know  us  no 

more  ; 
But  why  should  we  leave  it  with  lingering  eyes, 
Since  Jesus  will  give  us  a  home  in  the  skies  ? 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Far  better  than  earth's  is  this  home  in  the  skies. 

2  Its  doors  are  of  pearl,  and  its  floor  paved  with 

gold; 
Its  altar  a  diamond  of  lustre  untold ; 
No  sun  rules  the  day,  and  no  moon  crowns  the 

night, 
For  the  eye  of  the  Lamb  of  that  home  is  the  light-, 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
For  the  eye  of  the  Lamb  of  that  home  is  the  light 

3  The  friends  that  we  loved  of  this  Earthly  the  light, 
On  the  wings  of  bright  angels  have  taken  their 

flight, 
They  have  gone  to  the  Heavenly,  the  home  of  the 

blest, 
In  the  arms  of  their  Saviour  forever  to  rest 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Oh !  there's  no  home  on  earth  like  this  home  of 

the  blest. 

i  With  their  harps  in  their  hands,  which  are  never 
unstrung, 
And  voices  untiring,  they  sing  heaven's  song ; 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION'.  (35 

Like  the  Bound  (  I  ir  anthems  arise. 

To  him  who  prepared  them  a  home  in  the  skies. 

Horn 
Oh!  there's  no  home  on  earth  1...  me  in 

the  s 


67.         There  is  a  Land  of  pure  D  slight.        C.  M. 

3  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  i 

Infinite  a 

And  inish  pain. 

I  want  to  go.  I  want  to  go.  I  want  to  go  there  too— 
I  want  to  go  where  Jesus  is,  I  want  to  go  there  too* 

2  There  everlasti 

And  never-  with  ring  flow 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea.  divides 
This  heavenly  laud  from  ours. 
I  want  to  g 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

.  Stand  dressed  in  living  gn 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between, 
I  want  to  go,  kc. 

4  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o*er. 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  eold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 
I  want  to  goi,  tax 


66  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

too.  The  heavenly  Mansion.  P.  HL 

New  Lute  of  Zion,  329. 

1  V|Y  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair, 

We'll  be  gathered  home;      x 
Nor  death  nor  sighing  visit  there. 
We'll  be  gathered  home: 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes, 
We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes, 
We'll  wait  till  Jesus  conies, 
And  we'll  be  gathered  home. 

2  Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine, 

We'll  be  gathered  home; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine, 
We'll  be  gathered  home: 
We'll  wait,  &c. 

3  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 

We'll  be  gathered  home  ; 
Above  the  arched  and  starry  sky, 
We'll  be  gathered  home : 
We'll  wait,  fee. 

4  When  from  this  earthly  prison  freet 

We'll  be  gathered  home  : 
Tint  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be, 
We'll  be  gathered  home : 
We'll  wait,  &c. 

6  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home— 
We'll  be  gathered  home  ; 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam, 
We'll  be  gatherea  home. 
We'll  wait,  &c. 


LEE   AYEXFE   COLLECTION'.  Ct 

6  I  envy  not  the  rich  and  grout, 
We'll  be  gather 

ap  of  wealth,  and  pride  of  state, 
We'll  be  gather 

T  My  Father  is  a  richer  King, 
We'l 
That  heavenly  mansion  still  I  sing, 
We'l  ed  home. 

it 

8  Let  others  seek  a  home  below. 

We'll  be  gather 
Which  flames  devour  or  waves  o'erthroTsr, 
We'll  be  gathered  hou 
We'll  wait, 

9  Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own, 

We'll  be  gathered  hoi 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne, 
We'll  be  gathered  hon 
We'll  wait, 

10  Then,  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 

We'll  be  gathered  home; 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
Well  be  gathered  home. 
We'll  wait.  fcc. 

11  All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 

We'll  be  gathered  home; 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me, 
We'll  be  gathered  h< 
We'll  wait,  ftc. 


68  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


w.  Meet  me  in  Heaven.  8s  &  6s. 

Linden  Harp,  54. 

1  TJOW  bright  the  day,  the  joyful  day, 

When  all  the  good  shall  come, 
And  clothed  in  robes  of  white  array, 

Meet  in  their  happy  home  ! 
The  Saviour's  hand  shall  wipe  their  tears, 

And  folded  to  his  breast, 
'His  lambs  shall  feel  no  earthly  fear, 

But  find  eternal  rest. 
Meet  me  in  heaven,  meet  me  in  heaven, 
Meet  me  in  heaven,  where  we'll  never  part 
again. 

2  Ah  !  would  you  be  among  the  blest 

Who  walk  the  golden  streets, 
Or  lean  upon  the  Saviour's  breast, 

Or  worship  at  his  feet! 
Then  wander  not  from  Jesus  Christ, 

Nor  go  the  path  of  sin, 
Until  you  find  the  gates  of  woe, 

And  there  must  enter  in. 
Meet  me  in  heaven,  &c. 

3  Your  teachers  can  not  bear  to  think 

Those  little  feet  shall  slide 
Upon  the  dark  and  dreadful  brink 

Of  ruin's  sweeping  tide. 
Come  to  the  Saviour,  little  ones, 

And  with  his  own  dear  flock, 
He'll  hide  you  when  temptation  comes^ 

Safe  in  the  clefted  rock. 
Meet  me  in  heaven,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  W 

70.  Happy  Land,  far  above.  P.  M, 

1  IlAPPYland!  happy  land!  beyond  the  skies  so 

brigiu  and  fair. 
Far  abore,  far  ..  ?  shining  angels  are; 

Land  of  love  and  joys  divine, 
re  the  meek  and  lowly 
In  the  rob  shine, 

With  the  pure  and  holy. 
Happy  land !   happy  land !  where  sin  and  sorrow 

never*  co 
Oh  S  may  we  find  in  thee  a  bright  eternal  home. 

2  Happy  land !    happy  land !    beyond  the  skies  so 

t  and  fair, 
Far  above,  far  above,  where  shining  angels  are; 
Ever  from  the  harps  of 

.  lling, 
And  as  Jesus'  love  is 
Happy  voices  pealing — 
Happy  land !  happy  land,  <£c. 


71.  The  Pilgrim's  Song.  11a 

Boys'  and  Girli'  Singing  Book,  10,  !!«. 

1  YJ  Y  home  is  in  heaven,  my  res:  is  not  here, 

Then  why  should  I  murmur  when  trials  ar» 
near! 
Be  hushed,  my  sad  spirit,  the  worst  that  can  come 
But  shortens  my  journey,  and  hastens  me  home, 

I  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  seeking  my  ' 
And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like  this ; 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not  piled— 
I  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  undefiled. 


TO  LEE  AYENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may  grow, 
I  would  not  lie  down  upon  roses  below: 

I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest, 
Till  I  find  them  forever  in  Jesus'  breast. 

4  Afflictions  may  damp  me,  they  can  not  destroy — 
One  glimpse  of  his  love  turns  them  all  into  joy ; 
And  the  bitterest  tears,  if  he  smiles  but  on  them, 
Like  dew  in  the  sunshine,  grow  diamond  and  gem. 


72.  Joy  to  the  World.  C.  M, 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  126. 

1  TOY  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come ; 
^     Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns ; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
"While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains^ 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  foun  d. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  his  love.  "W. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  11 

73.  The  Lamb  that  was  Slain.     .  P.  M 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  40. 

1   ]  N  the  far  better  land  of  glory  and  light 

A  The  ransomed  are  singing  in  garments  of  white, 
Tiie  harpers  are  harping ;  and  all  the  bright  train 
Sing  the  song  of  redemption — the  Lamb  that  \va3 
slain. 

I  Like  the  sound  of  the  sea  swells  their  chorus  of 

praise 
Round  the   star-circled  crown   of  the  ancient  of 

days, 
And  thrones  and  dominions  reecho  the  strain 
Of  glory  eternal  to  him  that  was  slain. 

3  Dear  Saviour,  may  we,  with  our  voices  so  faint, 
Sing  the  chorus  celestial  with  angel  and  saint  ? 
Yes !  yes  !  we  will  sing,  and  thine  ear  we  will 

gain 
With  the  song  of  redemption — the  Lamb  that  was 
slain. 

4  Now,  children  and  teachers  and  friends,  all  unite 
In  a  loud  hallelujah  with  the  ransomed  in  light ; 
To  Jesus  we'll  sing  that  melodious  strain. 

The  song  of  Redemption— the    Lamb   that  was 
slain. 


74.  Star  of  Bethlehem.  L.  BL 

Plymouth  Collection,  148. 

1  WHEN"  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wa  Bering  eye. 


T2  LEE   AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Hark !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode : 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark ; 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark, 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ;    . 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing  first,  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever  and  forevermore. 

The  star — the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


75. 


The  Saviour.  7s  &  6* 

Linden  Harp,  18 

ITOW  precious  is  the  story 

Of  our  Kedeemers  birth, 
Who  left  the  realms  of  glory, 

And  came  to  dwell  on  earth : 
He  saw  our  sad  condition, 

Our  guilt,  and  sin,  and  shame  ; 
To  save  us  from  perdition 

The  blessed  Jesus  came. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION  7$ 

2  He  came  to  earth  from  heaven, 

To  weep,  and  bleed,  and  die. 
That  we  mig  _iven, 

And  raised  to  God  on  high. 
His  kindness  and  compassion 

To  childrt  -shown; 

The  heirs  of  Ins  salvation. 

He  claimed  them  for  his  own. 

3  Oh  !   may  I  love  this  Saviour, 

So  good,  so  kind,  so  mild ; 
And  may  I  tind  his  favor, 

A  young  though  sinful  child! 
And  in  his  blissful  heaven 

May  I  at  lust  appear, 
"With  all  my  sins  forgiven. 

To  know  and  praise  him  there. 


76.  Star  in  the  East.  lis  &  10s. 

..thCoIlectkn,  SMV. 

1  BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 

ing. 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him.  in  slumber  reclining ; 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  alL 

8  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Edom.  and  off 'rings  divine. 
Gems  of  the  mountains,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 


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LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favors  secure; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  bast  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


77.  Coronation  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

Anniversary    iymn»,  II 

1  A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  nam*  [ 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall  : 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call  ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all 

3  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  £)avid,  Lord  did  call ; 

The  God  incarnate  !   Man  divine! 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall ; 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  gracQ 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION'.  75 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall: 
Go.  t  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  red,  every  tribe, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  alL 


See  the  kind  Shepherd.  P.  M. 

1  CEE  the  kind  Shepherd.  Jesr.s.  stands, 

A  '.ime; 

Gathers  the  feeble  in  his  ;;: 
And  feeds  each  tender  Lamb. 

0  joy  of  I 
IIow  I  long  to  be  thine,  in -bright  glory 

to  shine. 
And  to  be  forever  at  rest 

2  He'll  lead  us  to  the  beavnly  streams, 

Where  livii  Bow: 

And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields, 
Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 
0  Saviour !  &c. 

3  When,  wandering  from  the  fold,  wo  leave 

The  straight  and  narrow  way, 
Our  faithful  Shepherd  still  is  near 
To  guide  us  when  we  stray. 
0  Saviour  1  &c. 


T6  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  The  feeblest  lamb  amid  the  flock, 
Shall  be  the  Shepherd's  care : 
While  folded  in  our  Saviour's  arms, 
We're  sate  from  every  snare. 
0  Saviour !  &c. 


4  9*  Children,  hear  the  Melting  Story.    8s,  7s.  4s. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Sinking:  Book,  14*. 

1  PHILBREST.  hear  the  melting  story, 
^     Of  the  Lamb  that  oace  was  slaia ; 

'Tis  the  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
Shall  he  plead  with  you  in  vain, 

Oh  !   receive  him  ! 
And  salvation  now  obtain. 

2  Yield  no  more  to  sin  and  folly, 

So  displeasing  in  his  sight  ; 

Jesus  loves  the  pure  and  holy ; 

They  alone  are  his  delight  : 

Seek  his  favor 
And  your  hearts  to  him  unite. 

3  All  your  sins  to  him  confessing, 

Who  is  ready  to  forgive ; 
Seek  the  Saviour's  richest  blessing 
On  his  precious  name  believe  : 

He  is  waiting, 
Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  77 

The  Friend  we  ought  to  Love.  F  m 

School  Gems, ' 

1  THERE  is  a  friend  we  ought  to  love, 

More  than  all  friends  beside; 
His  name  is  Jesus,  and  his  love 

Forever  shall  abide. 
Come,  children,  then,  for  now  be  lives, 
And  praise  from  little  ones  receives ; 
With  lip  and  life  well  praise  his  name, 
And  not  forget  his  laws  again. 

What?  not  forget  again  ? 

Xo,  not  forget  again,  &c. 

2  There  is  a  word  we  ought  to  prize 

than  all  words  b 
It  tells  how  Jesus  from  the  skies, 
Came  down  and  wept  and  died. 
Come,  children,  then,  for  now  he  lives- 
Sinners  from  every  land  receives; 
Oh  !  let  us  spread  the  tidings  round, 
And  publish  wide  the  joyful  sound. 
What  ?  spread  the  joyful  sound? 
Yes,  spread  the  joyful  sound,  &C. 

3  There  is  a  land  we  eight  to  love 

More  thaii  all  lands  beside, 
The  land  of  glory  high  above, 

Where  all  the  saints  a 
Come,  children,  for  this  land  prepare, 
Tribes  of  all  nation  shall  be  there; 
Oh  !  then  we  shall  with  Jesus  reign, 
And  never,  never  part  again. 

What  ?  never  part  again? 

No,  never  part  again,  &c. 


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LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


h 


Bit  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus.  7s  &  € 

13  ys*  anl  Girls'  Singing  Book,  142. 

1  T  WANT  to  be  like  Jesus, 
So  lowly  and  so  meek; 
For  no  one  marked  an  angry  word 
That  ever  heard  him  speak. 


LEE  AVENUE    COLLECTION.  *I9 

2  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

So  frequently  in  prayer; 

Alone  upon  the  mountain-top 

lie  met  his  Father  there. 

3  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus; 

1  never,  never  find  ' 
That  he,  though  persecuted,  was 
To  any  one  unkind. 

4  I  want  to  be  like  Jes 

Engaged  in  doing;  good. 

So  that  of  me  it  ma)  be  said, 

"  She  hath  done  what  she  could." 

5  Alas  !  I'm  not  like  J< 

As  any  one  may 
0  gentle  Saviour  !  send  thy  grace, 
And  make  me  like  to  thee. 


Jesus  inviting  Children.  P.  3 

L;:il^n  Hr.rp,  13*. 

1  JESUS  Christ,  our  Lord  and  Saviour, 
"      Who  has  bid  us  come  to  thee, 
Now  extend  to  us  thy 

Little  children  though  we  be; 
Low  we  humbly  bend  before  thee, 

All  unworthy  of  thy  love  ; 
Lord  of  life,  and  light,  and  glory  I 

Hear  us  from  tin'  throne  above. 

2  Thou  who  boldest  high  dominion 

Over  air,  and  earth,  and  sea, 
Yet,  didst  bless  the  little  children 
That  o:  old  were  brought  to  thea. 


80  LEE  AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Lord  !  this  day  wo  ask  thy  blessing ; 

Send  thy  Holy  Spirit  down  ; 
May  we  all.  our  sins  confessing, 

Thee  our  Lord  and  Saviour  own. 

3  So,  when  death  this  frame  shall  sever, 

(For  we  know  that  all  must  die.) 
May  our  souls,  0  Lord !  forever 

Live  and  reign  with  thee  on  high  I 
Oh  !  that  we,  to  whom  'tis  given 

Here  to  join  in  praise  and  prayer, 
May,  around  thy  throne  in  heaven 

Meet,  and  none  be  wanting  there. 


83*       "  ^  Poor  wayfarin&  ^Ian  °f  Grief."         L.  II 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  121. 

1  A  POOR  wayfaring  man  of  grief 

Hath  often  crossed  me  on  my  way, 
"vVTio  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 

That  I  could  never  answer  nay. 
I  had  not  power  to  ask  his  name, 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came ; 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye 
That  won  my  love,  I  knew  not  why. 

2  Once,  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread, 

He  entered  ;  not  a  word  he  spake ; 
Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all ;  he  blessed,  and  brake, 
And  ate,  but  gave  me  part  again; 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then. 
And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste, 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLEC '  81 

3  I  spied  him  where  a  fountain  burst 

a  from  the  rock  :  I  h  was  go»*  • 

The  h<  iter  mocked  I 

He  heard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on. 
I  ran  and  raised  the  sufferer  up — 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup, 
Dipped,  and  returned  it  running  o'er — 
I  drank,  aud  never  thirsted  more. 

4  'Twas  night ;  the  floods  were  out ;  it  blew 

A  wintry  hurricane  aloof; 
I  heard  his  voice  abroad,  and  flew 

To  bid  him  welcome  to  my  roof. 
I  warmed,  I  clothed.  I  cheered  my  guest, 
Laid  him  on  my  own  couch  to  r 
Then  made  the  earth  my  bed,  and  seemed 
In  Eden's  garden  while  I  dreamed. 

5  Stripped,  wounded,  beaten  nigh  to  death, 

I  found  him  by  the  hi_\ 
I  roused  his  pulse,  brought  back  his  breath, 

Revived  his  spirit,  and  supplied 
Wine,  oil.  refreshment;  he  was  healed: 
I  had  myself  a  wound  concealed  ; 
But  from  that  hour  forgot  the  smart, 
And  peace  bound  up  my  broken  heart. 

6  In  prison  I  saw  him  next,  condemned 

To  meet  a  traitor's  doom  at  morn ; 
The  tide  of  lying  tongues  I  stemmed, 

And  honored  him  'mid  shame  and  scorn, 
i  ^ndship's  utmost  zeal  to  try. 
He  asked  me  if  I  for  him  would  die ; 
The  flesh  was  weak,  my  blood  ran  chill, 
But  the  free  spirit  cried,   M  I  will  V 


' 


82  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION". 

7  Then,  in  a  moment  to  my  view 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise; 
The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew; 

M)r  Saviour  stood  before  ray  eyes  ! 
He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named; 
M  Of  me  thou  hast  not  baen  ashamed  ; 
These  deeds  shalt  thy  memorial  be ; 
Fear  not ;  thou  didst  it  unto  me." 


84.  First  Love.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymn*,  IT. 

1  TJ0"v7  happy  are  they 

Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above; 
Oh!   what  tongue  can  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ? 

2  'Tis  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know ; 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

3  Yes,  all  the  day  long 
Is  my  Jesus  my  song, 

And  redemption  through  faith  in  his  name: 

Oh !  that  all  might  believe, 

And  salvation  receive, 
And  their  song  and  their  joy  be  the  sama 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  83 

}5.  The  Child's  Desire.  P.  M. 

'.n«,  17. 

.   T    THINK,  when  I  r<  ryofold, 

-*     Wh<  !i  J<  sua  was  here  among  nun, 

ailed  little  children  as  lamba  to  his  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 

I  wish  that  his  hand?  had  been  placed  on  my  head, 

That  his  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  lock  when  he 

;-  L?t  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

in  his  love; 
And  if  T  thu  iim  below 

I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above ; 

In  that  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  prepare, 
For  all  wi;  iren  ; 

And  many  b  ere, 

"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 


£.  'Midst  Sorrow  and  Cars.  P.  ML 

Br.ilbiiry'sS.  S.  Cnoir,  5. 

1  M  f  I DST  sorrow  and  care, 
There's  one  that  is  near 

And  ever  delights  to  relieve  us. 

2  'Tis  Jesus  our  friend, 
On  whom  we  depend, 

Fur  life  and  for  all  its  rich  blessings, 

3  When  trouble  assails, 
Hifl  love  never  fails, 

He  meets  us  with  sweet  consolation. 


84  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

87.  "  Come,  let  us  Sing  of  Jesus."  P.  1L 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  20. 

1  POME,  let  u=5  sing  of  Jesus, 
^     While  hearts  and  voices  blend; 
Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

The  sinner's  only  friend ; 
His  holy  soul  rejoices 

Amid  the  choirs  above, 
To  hear  our  youthful  voices, 

Exulting  in  his  love. 

2  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus 

Who  wept  our  path  along; 
We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

The  tempted  and  the  strong; 
None  who  besought  his  healing, 

He  passed  unheeded  by ; 
And  still  retains  his  feeling 

For  us  above  the  sky. 

3  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesu3 

Who  died  our  souls  to  save; 
"We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave ; 
And  in  our  hour  of  danger, 

We'll  trust  his  love  alone, 
Who  once  slept  in  a  manger, 

And  now  sits  on  the  throne. 

4  Then  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

While  yet  on  earth  we  stay; 
And  hope  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Throughout  eternal  day ; 
For  those  who  here  confess  him, 

He  will  in  heaven  confess ; 
And  faithful  hearts  that  bless  him, 

He  will  forever  bless. 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION.  8& 

88.  The  Prince  of  Peace.  C.  M. 

Anniversary  Hy.r.ns,  17. 

1  f  ren,  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
^     Obey  the  Saviour's  call ; 

Come,  sing  aloud  Lis  glorious  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Let  every  girl  and  every  boy 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 

And  their  triumphant  songs  employ, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all 

3  This  Jesus  will  your  sins  forgive, 

He  now  invites  us  all ; 
For  us  he  died  that  we  might  live, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all 

4  Oh !  let  our  hearts  receive  our  King, 

Xo  more  refuse  his  call ; 
That  so  in  heaven  we  still  may  sing, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


89.  Christ  a  Friend.  83  &  7a. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  18. 

1  f)XE  there  is  above  all  others, 

^     Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's. 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end: 
Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

..  1  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  G^d. 


86  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION". 

2  When  he  lived  on  earth  al 

his  name; 

He  i  me. 

Oh!  for  grace  oui  soften! 

I  j  love , 
We, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 


90.  Oh!  when  shall  I  sbd  Jons]        7s  &  6i 


0H!, 


Paging  Book,  141. 

when  - 
And  reign  with  him  a 

.rain 
Drink  everlasting  love? 
When  shall  I  be  deliv 

- 

2  Thro  oiued 

To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  to  : 
Fa-  sorrow — 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 
And  0  my  :  /-rhfuL, 

I  on  your  way  purs 

3  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles. 

Then  cast  your  care  on  Jc 
And  don't  forget  to  pray  ; 


LEE   AVEN'UE   COLLECT  -87 

Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope  and  love; 
Then,  when  the  combat's  ended, 

He'll  carry  you  ;.' 


Song  of  Angel*  P.  M. 

S.  S.  Harmonist,  1W. 

1  TTAPPY  ;.  you  dwell 

And  in  joyous  anthems  swell 

Shining  multitud 
Our  Redeemer  to  pro. 
Still  y  ■.me; 

Glory,  gl< 

2  Ang  "ith  man. 

Swell  our  strain  of  glory; 
Shout  with  Irous  plan, 

Lov 
Soon  our  stay  on  earth  Bhall  fail, 
Soon  shall  )rtal  veil, 

m  in  strains  like  yours  we'll  hail, 

Glory,  glory,  glory ! 

3  Christ,  our  Lord,  the  theme,  the  song, 

Thou  no  more  the  strai 
Welcomed  by  the  shining  thrcng, 

In  lone  Bethrhem's  manger: 
Robed  in  peerl-  - 
Soon  our  eyes  shall  also  see, 
Then  well  cry,  "  'Tis  he  !  'tis  he ! 

Glory,  glory,  gl< 


92. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Notes  of  Angels  P.  M 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  Ilk 

1  IT  ARK !  the  notes  of  angels  singing 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb, 

All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 

Raising  high  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Ye  for  whom  his  life  was  given, 

Sacred  themes  to  you  belong ; 
Come,  assist  the  choir  of  heaven, 
Join  the  everlasting  song. 

3  Filled  with  holy  emulation  ; 

We  unite  with  those  above  ; 
Sweet  the  theme — a  free  salvation, 
Fruits  of  everlasting  love. 

4  Endless  life  in  him  possessing, 

Let  us  praise  his  precious  name, 
Glory,  honor,  power,  and  blessing 
Be  forever  to  the  Lamb. 


93.  Jesus  Died  my  Soul  to  Save.  P.  M 

Anniversary  Hymns,  55. 

1    TESTIS  died  my  soul  to  save  ; 
**      Blessed  truth,  blessed  truth  ; 
Jesus  died  my  soul  to  save 
From  the  world  of  woe: 
"When  he  lived  on  earth  a  stranger, 
He  had  oft  to  fly  from  danger, 
That  he  might  the  work  jrerfonn 
He  had  come  to  do. 


94. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  89 

2  Jesus  had  no  homo  on  earth  ; 

Mournful  truth,  mournful  truth; 
Jesus  had  no  home  on  earth 

uld  call  his 
Yet  ho  was  the  mighty  Saviour, 
Living-  in  his  Father's  favor, 

id  fearful  scenes, 
Though  he  seemed  alone. 

3  Jesus  is  in  gle 

Joyful  truth,  joyful  truth; 

3  is  in  glory  now, 
In  the  world  al 

ITe"  has  done  with  tears  and  sighing, 
Earth  no  more  shall  see  him  dying; 
Shout  my  soul,  thy  song  of  praise, 
Thou  shalt  see  his  love. 


Praise  to  Jesus.  P.  M, 

-  i,  -U. 

1  OWEETLT  sing,  sweetly  sing, 

^   Praises  to  our  heavenly  King ; 
Let  us  raise,  let  us  raise 
High  our  notes  of  praise  ; 
Praise  to  him  whose  name  is  Love, 
Praise  to  him  who  reigns  above  ; 
Raise  youi  ur  songs, 

Xow  with  thankful  tongues. 

2  Angels  bright,  angels  bright, 
Robed  in  garments  pure  and  white, 
Chant  his  praise,  chant  his  praise, 
In  melodious  lays. 


90  LEE    ATBffUB   COLLECTION. 

But  from  that  bright  happy  throng 
Ne'er  can  come  this  sweetest  song— 
Redeeming  love,  redeeming  love, 
Brought  us  here  above. 

3  Far  away,  far  away, 

We  in  sin's  dark  valley  lay, 
Jesus  came,  Jesus  ca:ne. 
Blessed  be  his  name ! 
He  redeemed  us  by  his  grace, 
Then  prepared  in  heaven  a  place 
To  receive,  to  receive 


Now  we  know,  now  we  know, 
We  from  earth  must  shortly  go, 
Soon  the  call  soon  the  call 
Come3  to  one  and  all. 
Saviour !  when  our  time  shall  come, 
Take  us  to  our  heavenly  home, 
There  to  dwell  there  to  dwell 
Evermore, with  thee. 


95.  Children's  Hosannas.  C.K. 

1  TTOSANNAS  were  by  children  sung, 
When  Jesus  was  on  earth, 
Then  surely  we  are  not  too  young 

To  sound  his  praises  forth. 
The  Lord  is  great  the  Lord  is  good, 

He  feeds  us  from  his  store 
"With  earthly  and  with  heavenly  food; 
We'll  praise  him  evermore. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  91 

im  y»u:ig  children  came 
He  to  k  them  in  his  arms; 
He  blessed  them  in  his  Father's  name, 

An  a  •  vnly  charms: 

VTe  thank  him  for  his  gracious  word, 

:ank  him  for  his  love, 
We'll  sing  -  of  our  Lord, 

Who  reigns  in  heaven  above. 

3  Before  he  left  this  world  of  woe, 

On  Calvary  he  d 
His  blood  for  us  flow 

Forth  from  his  wounded  side. 
Oh!  then  we'll  a  Dame, 

AVho  groaned  and  died  for  us ; 
We'll  worship  tti  Lamb, 

And  kneel  before  his 

4  He  rose  again  and  walked  abroad, 

I  is  £       : 
They  called  him  the  incarnate  God, 

Redeemer  of  our  race. 
He  rose  and  he  ascended  high: 
bow  to  his  command; 

te  earth  and  sky, 
right  hand. 


96.  Children's  Praises.  lis* 

Bradbury'?  S.  S.  Meloffita,  1*26- 

1  AVE  gather,  -we  gather,  dear  Jesus,  to  bring 

The  breathings  of  love  'mid  the  blossoms  of 
spring ; 
Our  Maker,  Redeemer.  Tve  gratefully  ra:se 
Our  hearts  and  our  voices  in  singing  thy  praise* 


& 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


2  When  stooping  to  eafrth  from  the  brightness  of 

heat 

Thy  blood  for  our  ransom  so  freely  was  given, 
Thou    listenedst    with    pleasure   while    children 

ado: 
With  joyful  hosannas  the  blessed  of  the  Lord. 

3  Those  arms  which  embraced  little  children  of  old 
Still  love  to  encircle  the  lambs  of  the  fold ; 
That  grace  which  inviteth  the  wandering  home, 
Hath  never  forbidden  the  young  -sc  to  come. 

4  Hosanna!  Hosannal  great  Teacher,  we  raise 
Our  hearts  and  our  voices  in  singing  thy  praise; 
Fo    precept  and  promise  so  graciously  given, 
For  blessings  of  earth  and  the  glories  of  heaven. 


97.  "  Feed  my  Lambs."  lis. 

S.  S.  Concert  Hymns,  35. 

1  "DEFORE  the  great  Shepherd  ascended  on  high, 

To  prepare  for  his  sheep  a  s  ife  fold  in  the  sky ; 

He  called  his  friends  round  him.   a  few  worthy 

names. 
And  charged  one  for  all,  to  take  care  ot  his  larnba. 

2  He  knew  we  should  need  to  be  guarded  with  care ; 
For  in  the  dark  forest  the  wolf  had  his  lair; 

And  watched  all   our  gambols,   and  envied  our 

P: 
And  meant  us  to  kill,  if  we  came  in  his  way. 

3  The  hills  and  the  meadows  are  not  always  green, 
The  sky  that  is  o'er  us,  not  always  serene; 

But  the  cloud  and  storm,  and  the  winter  so  cold, 
All  make  us  so  glad,  when  we're  safe  in  the  fold* 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  03 

Oh  !  then,  gentle  she}  I  not  our  claims, 

Sine  •  harged  you  to  care  lor  the  h 

We  want  to  be  I 
And  rest  08,  at  noon,  in  the  shade  of  the  Rock. 


98.        Did  the  Saviour  die  for  Children  7       8s  &  7s 

S.  S.  Concert  Hynmz.  S&. 

1  POME,  beloved  teachers,  toll  us, 
^     Can  a  holy  God  forgrv 

l>id  the  Saviour  die  for  children, 
)  him  and  In 

Is  his  sceptre  still  extended  ? 

Can  we  touch  and  be  forgiven  ? 
Will  our  pi  .  Knocking, 

r  ope  the  gate  of  Heaven  ? 

2  Tell  us,  are  our  souls  immortal  ? 

Shall  we  live  beyond  the  grave  ? 
On  eternit?  .an, 

Can  we  find  an  arm  to  save  ? 
When  on  earth  the  Saviour  sojourned, 

Little  children  shared  his  love  ; 
Teachers,  does  he  still  regard  as, 

Now  that  he  has  gone  above  ? 
Must  we  wait  till  we  are  older, 

Ere  we  give  our  hearts  away  ? 
Teachers,  tell  us  you  are  willing, 

We  should  come  to  Christ  to-day  ? 


34  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

*/«/•  Loving- kindness.  L.  H 

V  Singing  Book,  J  44. 

1  \  "VTAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  1 

And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  thee — 
His  loving-kin  iness,  oh !  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 

Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lust  estate — 
His  loving-kindness,  oh!  how  great  1 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  ak 

His  loving-kindness,  oh!  how  strong! 

4  'When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  CiOud. 
Has  gather*  1  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood —  ■ 
His  loving-kindness,  oh  !   how  good  I 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  oft  have  him  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale. 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 
Oh  !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 


LEE  AYEXUE   COLLECTION.  95 

100.  Feed  my  Lambs.  P.  JL 

Brn  itmry's  &  S.  Choir,  23. 

1  A'  "TEED  my  lambs!''  bow  condescending, 

How  comp  issionate  the  grace 
Of  the  Saviour,  just  ascending, 
Thus  to  bless  our  infant  race. 
u  Lov'st  thou  thy  Saviour  ?  feed  my  lambs. " 

2  Richest  treasure,  dearest  token, 

From  his  stores  of  love  to  give  ; 
Kept  from  age  to  age  unbroken, 
Till  its  bounty  we  receive. 
"  Lov'st  thou  thy  Saviour  ?  feed  my  lambs." 

3  "Who,  without  that  word  of  blessing, 

Could  our  dark  estate  have  told  ? 
Sin  and  woe  our  souls  distressing. 
Lost  and  wandering  from  his  fold  ? 
"Lov'st  thou  thy  Saviour?  feed  my  lambs." 

4  "Feed  my  lambs!"  ye  pastors,  hear  it; 

Feed  the  flock  of  his  own  hand: 
Oh  !  for  him,  for  us.  revere  it ; 

Keep  the  Shepherd's  last  command. 
1  Lov'st  thou  thy  Saviour  ?  feed  my  lambs.' 


M 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION". 


101.  The  Lamb3  of  the  Flock.  P.  M. 

S.  S.  Concert  Hymns,  54. 

1  WE'RE  the  lambs  of  the  flock,  and  no  danger 
we  fear, 
Wnen  the  voice  and  the  call  of  our  Shepherd  wo 
hear, 
Then  we  follow,  then  we  follow,  then  wq 
follow,  follow,  follow,  follow, 
In  the  steps  of  the  flock,  when  the  Shepherd  we 
hear. 


AVENUE   COLLECT]  97 

2  Wo  are  tiny  and  weak,  but  our  Shepherd  is  strong; 
From  the  wolves  be  d  -  ;;ii  tiieday  long; 

If  we  folio* 

ck  of  his  chosen  ones  al  long. 

3  The  pastures  are  green,   and  the  flowers  bloom 

around ; 
By  the  side  of  still  waters  lie  lets  us  lie  down  ; 

Th.n  we  follow,  £c. 
The  ,il,  when  the  flowers  bloom 

around. 

4  Oh !  that  all  the  dear  lambs  had  a  hear. 

When  the  .  l  his  mansion! 

on  high : 
' :  will  follow, 

We  will  follow  the  Lamb  to  nis  fold  in  the  ?.. 


1 


102.  0  Hap-T.  Bappy  Chili  !  P  31 

SAW  a  child  kneel  down. 
And  fold  hie  -  v    pray, 

His  motlit:  his  side, 

1  taught  liirn  wl 
Little  he  knew  of  all  he  saw — 
His  mother's  word  to  him  was  law. 


0  happy,  happy  child ! 

Trusting  and  guileless  as  the 
He  somoti::.-  vn  accord, 

Folded  his  hands 
Would  you  be  blessed  ?  be  guileless,  mild, 
And  trusting  as  this  little  child. 


103. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

The  Sinner's  Invitation.  6s  &  7& 

Brooklyn  Anniversary  Hymns,  1854. 

1  pHILDREX,  corner  will  you  come, 
^  Hear  the  Saviour  proclaiming: 
I  have  purchased  a  home 

In  the  mansions  of  heaven, 
For  each  sin-stricken  soul 

"Who  has  fled  to  the  fountain 
Flowing  forth  from  my  side, 

As  I  hung  on  the  mountain. 

2  There  the  angels  so  bright 

Listen  pleased  to  the  story ; 
As  the  saints  clothed  in  white, 

Sing  aloud  of  his  glory. 
There  no  sin  nor  dismay, 

Neither  trouble  nor  sorrow, 
Will  be  felt  for  a  day, 

N  or  feared  for  the  morrow. 

3  He's  prepared  yon  a  home — 

Children  will  you  believe  it  ? 
And  invites  you  to  come — 

Children,  will  you  receive  it? 
Oh!  come,  children,  come, 

For  the  tide  is  receding, 
And  the  Saviour  will  soon 

And  forever  cease  pleading, 


104.  "Come,  Children,  Come.,,  P.  & 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  3fc 

1  pOME,  children,  come,  God  bids  you  come. 
^     Come  and  learn  to  sing  the  story 

Of  the  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
Come,  come,  come,  come,  children,  come. 


LEE  AYEXIT.   OOLLECTIOV.  99 

2  Come,  ehi]  .  you  come, 

Love  and  serve  your  I  •  .our, 

Come,  come,  come,  come,  children,  come. 

3  Come,  children,  come,  the  Spirit  says  come, 

Come  with  Zion'a  sons  and  daughters! 
To  the  spring  of  livinj 
Come,  come,  come,  c  me. 

4  Come,  children,  come,  all  bid  you  come, 

Die  unite  yo  ir  hearts  and  voices, 
Listening  heaven  then  rejoi 
Come,  come.  come.  come,  children,  come. 

5  Come,  children,  come,  make  heaven  your  home, 

Then  though  earthly  wr. 

You  may  live  with  Christ  forever, 
Come,  come,  come,  come,  children,  come. 


(05.  Come  to  the  Mercy-Seat.  S.  M. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Melodies,  86. 

1  POME  to  the  mercy-seat^ 

^   Come  to  the  place  of  prayer ; 
Come,  little  children,  to  His  feet, 
In  whom  ye  live  and  are, 

2  Come  to  your  God  in  prnyer. 

Come  to  your  Saviour  now. 
While  youthful  skies  are  bright  and  fair, 
And  health  is  on  your  brow, 


100  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION 

3  Come  in  the  name  of  Him 
'  Who  all  your  sorrows  bore, 
"Who  ever  lives  to  pardon  sin, 
And  will  be  sought  by  prayer. 


0T 


106.  Come  to  the  Saviour.  P.  M 

Linden  Harp,  86 

\UR  Saviour  bids  the  children  come; 
'  He  bids  us  come  to  him  ; 
And,  as  in  other  days,  he  spreads 
His  arms  to  take  us  in. 

0  Saviour  !  dear  Saviour  I 

0  joy  of  the  blest ! 
How  I  long  to  be  thine, 
In  bright  glory  to  shine, 
And  be  forever  at  rest  t 

2  Forever  blessed  be  his  name  ; 

No  earthly  lo.ve  like  his  ; 
Oh!  may  it  draw -our  hearts  to  him, 
And  to  the  world  of  bliss. 
0  Saviour!  &c. 

3  There  may  we  come  at  last,  to  sing. 

In  nobler  strains,  his  praise ; 
And  join  the  little  ones  who  stand 
Before  our  Father's  face. 
0  Saviour!  &c 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  101 

107.  Little  Children,  Jesus  calls  You.         P.  M. 

-    <.Chtir,107. 

1  T  ITTLE  children,  Jesus  calls  you, 
*J     Listen  to  his  blessed  v 

Sinners  try  in  vain  to  shun  it, 
Christians  hail  it  and  lvjoice. 

Come  then,  children,  join  to  sing 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  King. 

2  Little  children,  come  to  Jesus  ; 

See  him  still  inviting  stand: 
Hark  !  he  bids  you  leave  destruction, 
Calls  you  to  the  Better  Land 
Come  the:.. 

3  Little  children,  look  to  Jesus , 

Look  to  Jesus,  look  and  live ; 
Jesus  suffered  death  to  save  you, 
Freest  pardon  he  will  give. 
Come  then.  ic. 


108.  Come,  haste  to  the  Saviour.  P.  H 

Liiilen  Harp,  S3. 

1   POME,  youthful  sinners,  come,  haste  to  the  Sav- 
^         iour, 

Come,  ye  young  wanderers,  cling  to  his  side; 
Kneel  at  his  mercy-seat,  sue  for  his  favor. 

Lambs  of  his  bosom  lor  whom  he  hath  died. 
How  fair  is  grace,  the  young-  bosom  adorning  I 

What  robe  so  pure  as  the  raiment  of  truth  ? 
Come  to  his  temple  gate,  come  in  life's  morning ; 

Give  up  your  souls  to  the  Guide  ^  your  youth. 


102  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Can  ye  find  pleasure  in  pathways  unholy  ? 

Hope  ye  for  wisdom  in  wand'riug  from  God 
Sorrow  and  shame  wait  the  vot'ries  of  folly, 

Earth  has  no  comfort  not  found  in  his  blood. 
Has  he  not  died  for  you  ?  gaze  on  his  passion  : 

There  see  the  tokens  of  sorrow  and  love ; 
Lives  he  noc  now  for  you  ?  Jesus  the  Saviour, 

Bled  and  ascended  to  crown  you  above. 


109,  "  Come  unto  Me."  P.  3k 

S.  S.  Concert  Hymns,  40. 

1  TO  the  wandering  and  the  weary, 

Every  where,  on  land  and  sea, 
Jesus  calls  in  tones  of  mercy, 

"  Come  unto  me,  come  unto  me." 

2  Fiom  our  home,  our  household  altar, 
When  our  father  bends  the  knee, 
Oft  we  hear  a  voice  inviting, 

"  Come  unto  me,"  &g. 

3  When,  at  night,  upon  our  pillow, 
We  have  prayed  our  prayer  to  thee, 
Then  we  felt  the  word,  unspoken, 

';  Come  unto  me,"  &c. 

4  Oft  we  hear  it,  when  our  teachers 
Talk  to  us  of  Calvary  ; 

In  our  hearts  its  tones  reecho, 
"  Come  unto  me,"  &c. 

6  When  we  pass  death's  troubled  river, 
Calm  and  peaceful  it  will  be; 
If  we  hear  that  voice  of  voices, 
"  Come  unto  me,"  &c. 


LES   AVEXUE   COLLECTION".  103 

110.  To-day  the  Saviour  calls,  63  &  4s. 

.      Jrv's  S.  S.  Choir,  t. 

1  TO-D  \  nur  calls, 
^      Ye  wanderers  come; 
0  ye  benighted  e 

\Yhy  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ! 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  vengeance  falls ; 
Ruin  is  nigh. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls ! 

Oh  !  listen  now: 
"Within  these  sajred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day! 

Yield  1 1  hid  p  • 

Oh  !  grieve  him  not  away, 
'lis  mercy's  hour. 


HI.  Invitation.  8s  &  7& 

!Ir\rmo:uit,  154. 

1   POME,  ye  children,  stop  no  1  i 

^     (  i.e  Saviour  : 

:  not  till  your  sins  grcv  stronger; 
Xow  I 

Come  to  the  Lord,  and  seek  for  glory, 

if  Jesus'  name; 
Li-:  a  to  the  joyful  Bt 

Christ  the  Lord  will  come  to  reign. 


104  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Id  the  garden  see  him  bleeding ! 
For  your  sins  he  suffered  much  ! 
Now  with  God  he's  interceding, 

If  his  wounds  your  hearts  can  touch  : 
Come  to  the  Lord,  &c. 


112.  "  Hark !  those  happy  Voices."        7s  &  3a. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  46. 

1  II ARK,  those  happy  voices,  saying, 
■*-*-  Yet  there's  room, 

Sinner,  come, 
Heaven's  call  obeying. 

2  Now  the  feast  is  spread  before  them, 

Wait  no  more, 

Grace  implore, 

Peace  shall  then  come  over  thee. 


113,  The  Heavenly  Guide.  P.  HL 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  6. 

1  pOME,  children,  to  the  promised  land, 
^         The  promised  land, 
We'll  rest  upon  its  golden  strand, 

Its  golden  strand ; 
Should  fears  their  onward  march  delay, 
Who  seek  a  country  far  away  ? 


LEE   A.VTOTJ1  COLLECTION.  10* 

2  Though  v.  hat  round  as  lie, 

lie, 
An  I 

Tho 

Fear  oly  guide. 

3  One  who  re, 

Ana  jrdau's  further  shore, 

When  for  our  -  .    he  flood, 

And  dyed  bis  blood. 

4  He  knows  r  and  each  snare, 

He  knows  e 
Unfailing:  f*re  his  love  and  care, 

Irs  love  b 
And  we  mo  safe  whal 
When  Jes-is  is  our  heavenly  Guide. 


114. 


Forsaking  all  for  Christ.  8s  &  7i» 

Ne-.s-  Lotfl  ofZion,  S36, 

1   TESTIS,  I 

^      All  to  leave  and  follow  I 

Thou,  fro  u  hence,  my  all  shalt  be; 
Perish  every  fond  ambition. 

All  Vyq  sought  or  hoped,  or  known; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  conditi 

God  and  heaven  are  still  mine  own. 


106  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me ; 

They  have  left  ray  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue ; 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might; 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer, 
Heaven's  eternal  days  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise* 

4  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care, 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear  ; 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  th'e, 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  txiine; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 


115.  Sabbath  Mom.  C.  I 

Sun  lny-School  Advocate,  Vol.  15,  104. 

1  'TIS  sweet,  when  Sabbath  morn  returns, 
To  join  the  youthful  band, 
And  raise  a  grateful  song  to  him, 
Who  guides  us  with  his  hand : 


T 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  lOt 

The  noisy  world  sends  gentler  sounds, 

Heaven's  :..  le  air, 

And  tells  in  soft  and  soothing  strains, 
A  Sabbath  everywhere: 

Oh  !  i  rich  repast, 

Father's  love — ■ 
bless  the  weary  soul, 
And  raise  the  heart  above? 

2  :Tb  sweet  in  early  joyful  notes 

To  praise  our  Saviour's  name ; 
^is  sweeter  still  to  glow  with  love 

And  feel  the  heavenly  flam 
It  fires  the  soul  with  strong  desire 

To  reach  those  upper  e 
"Where  one  unbroken  Sabbath  reigns, 

And  pleasure  never  d 

Oh !  is  it  not,  Ac. 

3  The  Sabbath  morn,  sweet  Sabbath  morn, 

We  greet  thy  rising  sun. 
And  to  the  duties  of  the  day 
With  fresh  delight  we  run 
To  dwell  within  thy  temple,  Lord, 

Where  heaven!"  fall;  ' 

Not  earth  such  pure  delights  can  give 
"  'Tis  better  far  than  all. 
Oh !  is  it  not,  Ac. 

4  Hail !  gracious  gift,  by  God  designed, 

A  day  of  peace  and  rest, 
To  keep  us  trav'lers  on  our  road, 
And  make  us  truly  blest. 


108  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

If  others  choose  in  sin  and  toil 
To  waste  their  hours  away, 

"We'll  love  with  fond  and  grateful  hearts, 
The  precious  Sabbath  day. 
Oh  1  is  it  not,  &c. 


16.  Sunday  Hymn.  P.  BO 

Sunday-School  Advocate,  Vo..  15,  4» 

1  TTAPPY,  happy  Sunday, 

A1     Thou  day  of  peace  and  heaven, 
'Tis  fit  we  should  give  one  day 

To  God  who  gives  us  seven. 
Though  other  days  bring  sadness, 

Thou  biddst  us  cease  to  mourn ; 
Then  hail,  thou  day  of  gladness  I 

I  welcome  thy  return. 

2  Happy,  happy  Sunday, 

We  will  not  toil  to-day ; 
But  leave  to  busy  Monday 

Our  work,  and  toys,  and  play. 
Thy  face  is  ever  smiling, 

Thou  fairest  of  the  seven! 
They  on!y  speak  of  toiling, 

But  thou  of  rest  and  heaven. 

3  Happy,  happy  Sunday, 

Thy  holy  hours  I  prize ; 
Thou  art,  indeed,  heaven's  own  day, 

The  emblem  of  the  skies. 
May  I,  0  Lord !  inherit 

That  rest  when  life  is  o'er; 
And  with  each  perfect  spirit 

Adore  thee  evermore. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  10$ 


"How  swest  is  the  Sabbath  to  me."  8a. 

D.atbury'a  S.  S.  Choir  16. 

IIOW  sweet  is  the  Sabbath  to  me, 
11    The  day  when  the  Saviour  arose; 
'Tis  lieaven  his  beauties  to  see, 

And  in  his  soft  arms  to  repose. 
He  knows  1  am  weal:  and  defiled, 

My  life  is  but  empty  and  vain ; 
But  if  he  will  make  me  his  child, 

I'll  never  forsake  him  again. 

This  day  he  invi:?s  me  to  come, 

How  kindly  he  bids  me  draw  near ! 
He  offers  me  heaven  for  home, 

Anl  wipes  off  the  penitent  tear: 
He  offers  to  pardon  my  sin, 

And  keep  me  from  every  snare, 
To  sprinkle  and  cleanse  me  within, 

And  show  me  his  tenderest  care. 

I  can  not.  I  must  not  refuse  ; 

His  goodness  has  conquered  my  heart; 
The  Lord  for  my  portion  I  choose, 

And  bid  all  of  my  folly  depart. 
How  sweet  .  ath  to  me, 

The  day  my  Redeemer  arose! 
lis  heaven  Ins  beauties  to  see, 

And  in  Li3  soft  arms  to  repose. 


110  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

118.  The  Sabbath.  lis 

-'  ;ind  Girls'  Singing  Book,  7  A. 

1  TJOTV  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  the  morning  of  test  J 
-LL  The  day  of  the  week  which  I  surely  love  best;! 
The  morning  my  Saviour  arose  from  the  tomb, 
And  took  from  the  grave  all  its  terror  and  gloom,  I 

2  Oh!  let  me  be  thoughtful  and  prayerful  to-day, 
And  not  spend  a  minute  in  trifling  or  play ; 

Rem emb' ring  these  seasons  were  graciously  giv^l 
To  teach  me  to  seek,  and  prepare  me  for  heaven.  I 

3  In  the  house  of  my  God,  in  his  presence  and  fear, 
When  I  worship  to-day,  may  it  all  be  sincere ; 
In  the  school  when  I  learn,  may  1  do  it  with  care 
And  be  grateful  to  those  who  watch  over  me  there, 

4  Instruct  me,  my  Saviour ;  a  child  though  I  be, 
I  am  not  too  young  to  be  noticed  by  thee ; 
Renew  all  my  heart,  keep  me  firm  in  thy  ways, 

I  would  love  thee,  and  serve  thee,  and  give  the* 
the  praise. 


119.  Happy  Day.  P.  M 

Brooklyn  Anniversary  Hymns,  1835. 

1  pRESERYED  by  thine  Almighty  power, 
•*-      0  Lord,  our  Maker — Saviours-King  ! 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour, 
"We  come  thy  praises  here  to  sing. 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
Here  in  thy  courts  we'll  gladly  stay, 
Anr>  at  thy  footstool  humbly  pray, 
That  thou\vuuldst  take  our  sins  away. 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Christ  shall  wa,sh  our  sins  away. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION*.  Ill 

z  We  praise  thee  for  thj  care, 

For  I  I,  for  mercies  given, 

-  .:ire, 
And  taste  the  j  forgiven. 

Happy  day. 

3  And  when  on  earth  our  days  are  done, 

.  >rd,  that  we  at  length  may  join, 
Teachers  and  scholars  round  thy  throne, 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  lamb. 
Happy  day,  Ac. 


120.  "Sweet  Spioei"  Us 

5,  5.  Choir,  119. 

1  CJWEET  spices  they  brought  on  their  star-lighted 
°         way. 

And  cams  to  the  grave  by  the  dawning  of  day: 

2  ;- Yet  who  will  the  stone  from  the  sepulchre  roll?** 
They  sail,   as  the  tear  from  their  weeping  eyes 

stole. 

3  The  stoneps  removed,  and  the  Saviour  is  gone  : 
Oh!  hail  ye  disciples,  this  bright  iorn  ; 

1 1  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
Your  M  tster  has  risen,  and  ye  s'aall  not  die. 

5  May  Christ  now  appear,  as  to  Mary  he  came, 
And  till  every  bosom  with  piety's  flame ; 

G  Then  heaven's  bright  glories  we  soon  shall  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  so  peaceful  be  useless  and  vain. 


112  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


121.  "Our  Little  Brother's"   Song.         f.  M I 

1  WHEN"  first  ray  eyes  beheld  the  light 

'      Who  said  those  little  <  ri^ht,  I 

And  that  I  was  her  b  ght? 

My  m 

2  Who  fed  me  from  her  gentle  brelrat, 
And  hushed  me  in  her  arms  to  rest, 
And  on  :.  street  kisses  pressed? 

My  mother. 

3  When  sleep  forsook  my  open  eye, 
Who  was  it  sung  sweet  lullaby, 

And  rocked  me.  that  I  should  not  cry? 
My  mother. 


LEE    AVEXCE    COLLECTION".  113 

4  Who  ro.::  !  when  I  fell, 

And  woul  1 

Or  kiss  the  pla  it  well  ? 

■  mother. 

i )  taught  my  infant  lips  to  pray, 
And  lov  .'  :  and  day. 

And  v  plea3ant  way  ? 

My  mother. 

And  can  I  ever  cease  to  be 

,:iate  and  kind  to  thee, 
"Who  wast  so  very  kind  to  me, 
her  ? 

Oh !  no;  the  tho:_  I  not  bear; 

And  if  God  please  ray  life  to  spare, 
I  hope  I  shall  reward  thy  care, 
My  mother. 


•2^.      The  Little  Boy's  Song  to  his  Mother.     P.  M4 

ng  Book,  133. 

1  TIOW  sweetly  doe3  the  time  I 

When  to  please  my  mother.  I 
With  all  my  he  engtt  try, 

For  lo 
My  heart 

It  makes  me  step  so  lightly, 
"When  I  for  her  do  rig] 
"What  cheerful  c.. 
Light  may  her  heart  be,  her  heart  be,  her  heart  be, 
light  may  her  heart  be,  for  love  says  so. 


114  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Happy  may  iny  mother  be, 
Evermore  from  sorrow  free; 
"Welcome  news  'twill  be  to  me, 

For  love  says  so. 
May  blessings  be  imparted 
To  friends  like  us  true-hearted, 
And  may  we  ne'er  be  parted, 
Where'er  through  life  we  go. 
Light  may  her  heart  be,  &a 

3  Our  comforts  may  not  always  stay, 
But  whenever  comes  the  day, 

I  will  chase  her  griefs  away— 

Tis  love  says  so. 
For  what  can  be  more  cheering  ? 
The  voice  of  love  while  hearing, 
With  tokens  most  endearing, 
That  hearts  of  love  bestow. 

Light  may  her  heart  be,  &c 

4  To  comfort  her  I'll  ever  try, 
Then  let  all  earthly  comforts  fly — 
"Will  look  to  a  dear  Friend, on  high, 

"Who  loves  us  so. 
This  blessing,  if  imparted 
To  friends  like  us  true-hearted, 
We  never  can  be  parted — 
What  joj'ful  news  to  know ! 

Light  shall  our  hearts  be,  &c 


LEE  aye::  .ION'.         116 

123.       The  Good  Shephcri.       lis  &  10? 

.:<.e:bn,  233. 

1  THE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  tie  repose 

He  leads  mi  afar  f 

.e  in  peace  the  still  waters  are  flowing. 

.  He  strengthens  my  spirit,  h  |  ath, 

re  the  arms  of  his  1  me, 

And  when   I  walk  to  :   valley  of 

de  ■;■ 
His  rod  and  his  staff  will  uphold  me ! 


124.  The  Lord  ;  Us, 

.  112. 

1  THE  Lord    is  our  Shepherd,   our   guardian  and 

Who-  ide : 

.±ep  of  his  pasture  his  md. 

'ound 

I  The  Lord  is  our  She  U  we 

What  danger  c  is  near? 

Nor  when  the  time  calls  as  ..rough  the 

vale 
Of  the  shadow  of  death,  shall  our  hearts  ever  fail 

:  way, 
His  r 
For  we  know  by  his  guidance,  when  once  it  is 

pas 
To  a  fountain  of  life  it  will  brin^  us  at  last. 


116  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  The  Lord  has  become  our  salvation  and  song, 
His  blessings  have  followed  us  all  our  life  long, 
His   name  will    we  praise    while    we    have    an. 

breath. 
Be  cheerful  in  life  and  happy  in  death. 


125.  God  is  near  Thee.  P.  M 

Normal  Singer,  JO. 

1  rjOD  is  near  thee, 

^     Therefore  cheer  thee, 

Sad  soul ! 
He'll  defend  thee 
"When  around  thte 
Billows  roll. 

2  Calm  thy  sadness! 
Look  in  gladness 

On  high  ! 
Faint  and  weary 
Pilgrim,  cheer  thee! 

Help  is  nigh ! 

3  Mark  the  sea-bird, 
Wildly  wheeling 

Through  the  skies ; 
God  defends  him  ! 
God  attends  him 

When  he  cries  I 

4  God  is  near  thee. 
Therefore  cheer  thee, 

Sad  soul ! 
He'll  defend  thee 
When  around  thee, 

Billows  roll  I 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  117 

26.  "  Thsre's  not  a  Tint."  C.  M. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  38. 

1  THERE'S  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose, 
1     Or  decks  the  lily  fair, 

Or  si  >wer  that  blows, 

Bat  Groi  has 

2  There's  not  of  ade, 

Or  1  on. 

displayed, 

And  h 

I  There's  :  -winkling  light 
Shines  o:i  I 

And  a  oi'ni^ht, 

But  heav  irth. 

4  There's  :.  t  a  place  on  e  irth's  vast  round, 

In  ocean's  deep,  or  air, 
"Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found, 
For  w  where. 

5  Around,  1  I  nv,  above, 

Wherever 

There  Go  I  displays  his  boundless  love, 
And  power  with  mercy  blends. 


»7.  Come,  Children,  Join  to  Sing.  P.  BL 

Boys1  and  Girls1  Sir.-icj  Bw)k,  103. 

1  pOME.  children,  joiu  to  sing, 
U  Halleluiah  I   A 

Loud  prais  our  Kingfc 

Hallelujah]  Am 

Let  all  n-ith  heart  and  voice 
Before  his  throne  rejc 
Praise  is  his  gracious  choice, 
Hallelujah  1  Amen  1 


118  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION, 

2  Come,  lift  your  hearts  on  high, 

Hallelujah !  Amen ! 
Let  praises  till  th 

Hallelujah  1  Amen! 
lie  is  our  _  .end, 

To  us  he'll  condescend; 
His  love  shall  never  end, 

Hall  ..en! 

3  Praise  yet  the 

Hallelujah !  Amen ! 

-  lall  not  end  the  strain, 

Hal]  neni 

On  1.  issful  shore 

His  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
Singh  ...ore, 

Hallelujah !  Amen ! 


128 


Christ  Enthroned  and  Worshipped.        P. 

IT  ARK !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
S    ;:.  I  th  _•  i  se  above; 

heaven  ivj 
Jes  the  God  of  love; 

See  I  rone, 

Ion-. 
. :  hallelujah !  Amen 

2  Jesus  hail  I  ns 

AJ1  above,  and  gives  it  wort   — 

i  charms  thy  saints  on  earth  j 
:  love  like  thine, 
lord  I  we  own  it  love  divine! 
Hallelujah!  ftc. 


' 


LEE   AYENTE   COLLECTION".  11-9 

King  of  glory !  reign  forever ! 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own— 
thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy 
HallelujaL  I 

4  Saviour!  hosted  thine  appearing  I 
Bring,  oh  !   bring  the  glorious  day, 
TV:  ful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
Then  with  golden  harps  we'll  sing, 
"Glory,  glory  to  our  King  I" 
Hallelujah !  &a 


29.  Let  us  with  a  Gladsome  Mind.  P.  &• 

red  Melodiae, 

ET  us,  with  ar gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


F 


2  Children,  come,  extol  his  might, 
Join  with  sainrs  and  nngeis  bright; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

S  All  our  wants  he  doth  supply, 
Loves  to  hear  our  humble  cry ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faitaful,  ever  sure. 


120  LEE   AVESTCE   COLLECTION. 

4  He  of  old  our  fathers  blessed, 
Led  them  to  the  land  of  rest  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

5  His  own  Son  he  sent  to  die, 
Us  to  raise  to  joys  on  high  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6  Let  us,  then,  with  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind  j 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


130.  Let  us.  with  a  Joyful  Mind.  P.  IB 

School  Sirgtr,  1». 

1  T  ET  us,  with  a  joyful  mind, 

Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Hallelujah !  Amen ! 

2  He,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
Hallelujah !  Amen ! 

3  All  things  living  he  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Hallelujah!  Amen! 


LEE    AVEXUE    COLLECTION".  Lit 

4  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless. 
In  the  wasteful  \ 

For  hi3  mercies  shall  i .. 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Hallelujah !  Amen ! 

5  He  hath,  with  a  p:teous  eye, 
Looked  upon  our  mra 

For  i.  -  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
Hallelujah!  Amen! 

G  Let  us.  then,  with  joyful  mind, 

a  3  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 

For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

r  faithful,  eret  sure. 

Hallelujah  I  Amen! 


"Endless  Praises." 

Sacred 

1  rXDLESS  praises  to  our  God, 

Ever  be  his  name  adored. 

2  Angels  crown  him,  crown  the  Lamb, 
He  is  worthy,  praise  his  name. 

3  Saints  adore  him  for  his  grace 
To  our  guilty,  fallen  race. 

nta  and  angels  join  to  s 
0:iory  to  our  God  and  King. 


122  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

132.  Gratitude  to  the  Saviour.  P.  KL 

Sacred  Melodies 

1  POME,  every  pious  heart, 
^'     That  loves  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
5  Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 

The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe, 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside — 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died ; 
What  he  endured,  oh !  who  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell! 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose — 

The  mansion  of  the  dead, 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 


133.  Sabbath  Employments.  L.  M» 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  122. 

1  CWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
^  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  singf 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 


LEE   AVEXUE   COLLECTION.  125 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast: 
Oh !  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  w  ice,  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deq>  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  rresh  supplies  of  joy  ar  i 

Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


134.  Safely  through  another  Week.  fa 

Plymouth  Collection,  14. 

1  OAFELY  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 

Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  : 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 
Through  the  dear  Redeemers  name, 

Show  thy  reconciled  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  : 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 


124  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  As  we  meet,  thy  name  to  praise, 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear : 
There  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints : 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  wo  join  the  Church  above. 


135.  Hymn  for  Sabbath  day.  P.  11 J 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  1Q&. 

1  JESUS,  we  love  to  meet, 
°  On  this  thy  holy  day. 
"We  worship  round  thy  seat, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
Thou  tender,  heavenly  Friend, 
To  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
O'er  our  young  spirits  bend, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 

2  We  dare  not  trifle  now, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
In  silent  awe  we  bow, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
Check  every  wandering  thought, 
And  let  us  all  be  taught 
To  serve  thee  as  we  ought, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  126 

"We  listen  to  thy  word, 

this  thy  holy  day. 
Bless  all  that  we  have  heard. 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
Go  with  us  wh'n  we  part. 
And  to  each  youthful  heart 
Thy  saving  grace  impart, 

On  tins  thy  holy  day 


D.  Children  of  the  Sabbath-School.         P.  Mi 

1  PHILDRBN  of  the  Sabbath-school, 
^     Sweet  be  your  num 

Loud  pn  Maker's  name, 

Now 

Sing  the  blessings  of  our  land, 

Given  by  a  Father's  hand  ; 

On  this  your  festal  d 

Raise,  raise  the  happy  lay. 

Shout  the  strain,  the  notes  prolong, 
Joyful  be  the  lay  and  song, 
Till  around  the  throne  above, 
We  shall  sing  a  Saviour's  love. 
We  shall  sing  a  Saviour's  love 
In  those  heavenly  realms  above, 

.  through  God's  eternal  Son, 
Yict'ry  over  death  is  won. 

2  The  good  Shepherd  calls  you  now, 

Playi  :\  brother, 

Come,  amid  these  sacred  scenes, 
Praise  your  heavenly  Father; 


126  LEE  AYENTJE   COLLECTION. 

He  permits  you  here  to  meet, 
Kindly  guides  your  erring  feet; 
Then  sing  your  earnest  praise, 
Pour  the  gladsome  lays. 

Shout  the  strain,  &c. 


137.  Sacred  Truth.  C.  ] 

Boys'  and  G'nls'  Sinking  Book,  130. 

1  "DE  sacred  truth,  my  son,  thy  guide 
-^     Until  thy  dying  day, 

Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 

2  Thy  heart  shall  then  be  free  and  light, 

And,  near  the  crystal  spring, 

Thy  music  be  more  giy  and  bright 

Than  where  the  wicked  sing. 

3  For  oh  !  no  joy  that  man  shall  know 

Who  bears  a  guilty  breast: 
His  conscience  drives  him  to  and  fro, 
And  never  lets  him  rest. 

4  For  him  no  vernal  sunshine  smiles, 

No  gales  breathe  sofily  round, 
And  in  the  grave,  that  home  of  rest, 
No  peace  for  him  is  found. 

6  Oh !  then,  be  sacred  truth  thy  guide 
Until  thy  dying  day  ; 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 


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LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  12T 

38.  Look  Aloft  P.  M. 

Musijnl  Bouquet,  2-20. 

TN  tlie  tempest  of  life,  when  the  wave  and  the 
1      gale 

Are  around  and  above,  if  thy  footing  should  fail, 
If  thine  eye  should  grown  dun,  and  thy  caution 
depart, 
Look  aloft,  look  aloft,  look  aloft,  look  aloft, 
Look  aloft  and  be  firm  and  confiding  of  heart, 
Look  aloft  and  be  firm,  and  confiding  of  heart. 

2  If  the  friend  who  embraced  in  prosperity's  glow. 
With  a  smile  for  each  joy  and  a  tear  for  each  woe, 
Should  betray  thee  when  sorrows  like  clouds  are 

arrayed, 
Look  alo't  to  the  friendship  which  never  shall  fade. 
Look  aloft,  &c. 

t  Should  the  visions  which  hope  spreads  in  light  to 
thine  eye 
Like  the  tints  of  the  rainbow  be  swifter  to  fly, 
Then  turn,  and  through  tears  of  repentant  regret, 
Look  aloft  to  the  Sun  that  is  never  to  set. 
Look  aloft,  vie. 

f  4  Should  they  who  are  dearest  the  son  of  thy  heart — 
The  wife  of  thy  bosom — in  sorrow  depart ; 
Look  aloft  from  the  darkness  and  dust  of  the  tomb, 

I     To  the  soil  where  affection  is  ever  in  bloom. 
Look  aloft,  &e. 
6  And  oh !  when  death  comes,  in  his  terrors  to  cast 
His  fears  on  the  future,  his  pall  on  the  past, 
In  the  moment  of  darkness,  with  hope  in  thy  heart, 
And  a  smile  in  thine  eye,  look  aloft  and  depart 
Look  aloft,  &c. 


128  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

139.  Happy,  happy  meet  we  lieve.  Vs. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  &Ldfe£4  Book,  II*. 

1  TTAPPY,  happy  meet  we  here — 

-"■  Blessed  Jesus,  be  thou  near ; 

Let  our  pleasures  ever  be 

Only  those  approved  by  thee. 

Praise  the  Saviour's  precious  name- 
He  to  save  from  heaven  came— 

For  our  sins  did  bleed  and  die — 

Now  he  pleads  for  us  on  high. 

2  Happy,  happy  meet  we  here, 
Parents,  pastors,  teachers  dear; 
All  with  gladsome  heart  and  voice, 
Share  with  us  our  Sabbath  joys. 

•  Thanks  to  God  for  parents  kind ; 
Thanks  for  friends,  with  hearts  inclined 
Thus  to  guide  us  in  the  road, 
Leading  safely  up  to  God. 


140,  '  Buy  the  Truth.  7s  &  6s 

S.  S.  Harmonist,  91. 

1  PO  thou  in  life's  fair  morning, 
^*  Go  in  thy  bloom  of  youth, 
And  dig  for  thine  adorning 

The  precious  pearl  of  truth : 
Secure  this  heav'nly  treasure 

And  bind  it  on  thy  heart, 
And  let  no  earthly  pleasure 

E'er  cause  it  to  depart. 

2  Go,  while  the  day-star  shineth, 

Go  while  thy  heart  is  light  ; 

Go,  ere  thy  strength  declineth, 

While  every  sense  is  bright: 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  12$ 

Sell  all  thou  hast,  and  buy  it, 
'Tis  worth  all  earthly  things — 

Rubies,  and  gold,  and  diamonds, 
Sceptres  and  crowns  oi  kings. 

Go,  ere  the  cloud  of  sorrow 

Steal  o'er  the  bloom  of  youth; 
Defer  not  till  to-morrow, 

Go  now  and  buy  the  truth ; 
Go,  seek  thy  cor, 

Learn  early  to  be  wise; 
Go,  place  upon  the  altar 

A  morn  in  ic  sacrifice  ! 


141.  Mary  to  the  Saviour's  Tomb. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Cb«tr, 

1  M^RY  to  tne  Saviour's  tomb, 
^     Hasted  at  the  early  dawn ; 
Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone; 
For  awhile  she  lingering  stood, 

Filled  with  sorrow  aud  surprise; 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 

Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled, 

^\rhen  she  heard  his  welcome  voice: 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead ; 

•  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice ; 
"What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day  1 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake, 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 


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LEE    AYEXL'E   COLLECTION. 


142.  "  I  Want  to  be  an  Angel."  7s  &  6s, 

Bnys'  end  Girli'  Singing  Book,  148* 

1   [  WANT  to  bo  an  angel, 
-*-    And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand  ; 
There,  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'd  wake  the  sweetest  mi:  - 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLEV:'  131 

2  I  never  would  be  w 

Nor  ever  shed  a  I 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow, 

But  blessed,  pur. 

Id  dwell  in  Jes 
An  -""-is, 

Praise  him  both  day  and  night 

3  I  know  I'm  weak  and  sinful, 

But  J 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heave 
Dear  hen  I  languish, 

And  lay  me  down  to  die, 
Oh!  ling  angel, 

And  bear  me  to  the  skies. 


143.  Jesus,  Tender  Shepherd,  hear  us.  8s  &  7s  Double. 

S.  S.  Choir,  6C 

1  TESTIS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear 
°      Bless  thy  little  lambs  fco-nigl 
Through  the  dark]  ra  near  us ; 

Keep  us  safe  till  morning  light ; 
Ail  t  hand  has  led  us; 

And  we  thank  thee  for  thy  care; 
The  I  ua, 

Listen  to  our  evening  prayer. 

2  May  our  sins  be  all  for/v 

Bless  the  friends  well ; 

Take  U3,  when  w  iven. 

Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell, 


132  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

May  our  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Bless  the  friends  we  love  so  well; 
Take  us,  when  we  die,  to  heaven, 

Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 


144,  "  Come  unto  Me."  P.  It 

Linden  Harp,  73. 
Air,  Long,  long  ago. 

1  pOME,  little  children,  oh  !  come  unto  me; 
^     Oh !  will  you  come,  will  you  come  ? 
I'll  be  your  Saviour,  arid  happy  you'll  be; 

Oh  !   will  you  come,  will  you  come? 
Ye  little  lambs,  I  invite  you  to  come, 
And  dwell  with  me  in  my  heavenly  home ; 
There  in  my  bosom  you  all  shall  find  room — 

Oh  !  will  you  come,  will  you  come  ? 

2  Yes,  blessed  Jesus,  we'll  come  unto  thee  ; 

Oh  !  we  will  come,  we  will  come : 
Thou  our  Protector  and  Saviour  shalt  be; 

Oh !  we  will  come,  we  will  come. 
Guide  us,  dear  Saviour,  through  life's  dreary  waj 
Soon  shall  we  come  to  that  glorious  day 
When  sin  and  sorrow  will  vanish  away — 

Oh  !  we  will  come,  we  will  come. 

Response.  f  s  &  <5a,| 

Linden  Ilarp,  1ft. 
Air,  Watcher. 

1  We'll  come  while  yet  all  glowing 
The  dawn  of  life  appears, 
While  round  us  youth  is  throwing 
The  brightness  of  its  years ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  133 

We'll  come  while  hearts  are  lightest, 
And  thou  jlits  flow  pure  and  free : 

We'll  come  while  love  glows  brightest; 
Oh !  yes,  well  come  to  thee. 

We'll  learn  to  sing  thy  praises, 

In  sweet  and  tuneful  s  >ng ; 
We'll  sing  the  love  that  saves  us, 

That  guides  our  steps  along. 
What  though  the  harps  all  golden 

The  heavens  with  music  fill — 
To  thee  the  songs  of  children 

Are  sweeter,  sweeter  still. 

While  childhood's  hours  are  fleeting, 

We'll  gather  round  thy  shrine; 
When  life's  brief  day  is  setting, 

Still  shall  our  songs  be  thine. 
Oh  !  then  in  joyful  chorus 

We  will  the  strains  prolong, 
And  tell  how  thou  didst  love  us 

In  sweeter,  nobler  song. 


"  How  Sweet  the  Infant  Song."  S.  BL 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choll  CS. 

TTOW  sweet  the  infant  song, 
■"■     As  to  the  city's  gate, 
The  blessed  Jesus  rode  along, 
In  peaceful,  humble  state. 


134  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 


146. 


Little  Child's  Prayer.  6s  &  5a» 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  A. 

1  JESUS,  tender  Saviour, 

^     Hast  thou  died  for  me  ? 
Make  me  very  thankful, 
In  my  heart  to  thee. 

2  When  the  sad,  sad  story 

Of  thy  grief  1  read, 
Make  me  very  sorry 
For  my  sins  indeed. 

3  Now  I  know  thou  livest, 

And  dost  plead  for  me  ; 
Make  me  very  thankful 
In  my  prayers  to  thee. 

4  Soon  I  hope  in  glory 

At  thy  side  to  stand ; 

Make  me  fit  to  meet  thee 

In  that  happy  land. 


147.  Child's  Prayer.  8s  &  7a 

Sunday-School  Harmonist,  IT. 

1  T  ORD  who  lovest  little  children, 
■^    Unto  thee  we  come  to-day, 
Raise  our  voices  in  thanksgiving, 

While  we  bend  the  knee  to  pray. 

2  Through  another  week  thou'st  kept  us, 

Safely,  free  from  every  ill : 
Fit  us,  while  on  earth  we  linger, 
Thy  commandments  to  fulfill. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  136 

3  Though  we  all  are  sinful  children, 

Jesus  calls  us  by  his  love, 
Bidding  us  prepare  to  meet  him, 
At  the  throne  of  God  above. 

4  There  in  robes  of  spotless  whiteness, 

With  our  golden  harps  in  hand, 
Sweet  will  sound  the  song  of  gladness 
Coming  from  our  angel  band. 


148.  Jesus  high  in  Glory.  6s  &  5a 

I  ys'  mi  Girls'  Singing  Book,  5, 

1  JESUS,  high  in  glory, 

"     Lend  a  listening  ear ; 
"When  we  bow  before  thee, 
Infant  praises  hear. 

2  Though  thou  art  so  holy, 

Heaven's  almighty  King, 
Thou  wilt  stoop  to  listen 
When  thy  praise  we  sing. 

3  We  are  little  children, 

Weak,  and  apt  to  stray ; 
Saviour,  guide  and  keep  us 
In  the  heavenly  way. 

4  Save  us,  Lord,  from  sinning, 

Watch  us  day  by  day ; 
Help  us  now  to  love  thee, 
Take  our  sins  away. 

5  Then,  when  Jesus  calls  us 

To  our  heavenly  home, 
We  would  gladly  answer, 
11  Saviour,  Lord !  we  come  lM 


136  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

149.  Jesus,  see  a  little  Child.  fe 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  M. 

1  TESTIS,  see  a  little  child 

^     Humbly  at  thy  footstool  stay ; 
Thou  who  art  so  meek  and  mild, 
Stoop  and  teach  me  what  to  say. 

2  Though  thou  art  so  great  and  high, 

Thou  dost  view  with  smiling  face, 
Little  children  when  they  cry, 

"  Saviour,  guide  us  by  thy  grace." 

3  Show  me  what  I  ought  to  be, 

Make  me  every  evil  shun  ; 
Thee  in  all  things  may  I  see, 
In  thy  holy  footsteps  run. 

4  Jesus  !  all  my  sins  forgive, 

Make  me  lowly,  pure  in  heart ; 
For  thy  glory  may  I  live, 

Then  be  with  thee  where  thou  art 


150.  Little  Thing3.  6s  &  5a. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  I. 

1  T ITTLE  drops  of  water, 
-^  Little  grains  of  sand, 
Make  the  mighty  ocean, 

And  the  beauteous  land. 

2  And  the  little  moments, 

Humble  though  they  be, 
Make  the  mighty  ages 
Of  eternity. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION  1*1 

3  So  our  little  errors. 

Lead  the  soul  away 

From  the  paths  of  virtue 

Oft  iu  siu  to  stray. 

4  Little  deeds  o{  kindness, 

Little  words  of  love, 
Make  our  earth  an  Eden, 
Like  the  heaven  above. 

6  Little  seed3  of  r. 

Sow:  :  il  hands, 

Grow  to  i  .  ::ors, 

Far  in  heathen  lands. 


Very  Little  Things.  7s 

Linden  Harp,  103. 

1  VERY  little  things  are  we, 

'    Oh!  L  :  all  should  be : 

2  Never  quarrel,  never  fight, 
That  would  be  a  shocking  sight 

3  Just  like  pretty  little  lambs, 
Softly  skipping  by  their  dams. 

4  We'll  be  gentle  all  the  day, 
Love  to  learn  as  well  as  play: 

5  And  attend  to  every  rule 

Of  our  much  loved,  happy  schooL 


138  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

152.  Morning  Prayer.  7a. 

Linden  Harp,  108. 

1  TESUS.  Lord,  to  thee  I  pray  : 
^    Guide  and  guard  me  through  this  day. 

2  As  the  shepherd  tends  the  sheep, 
Lord !  me  safe  from  evil  keep. 

3  Keep  my  feet  from  every  snare, 
Keep  me  with  thy  watchful  care  : 

4  All  my  little  wants  supply, 
If  I  live  or  if  I  die. 

5  And  when  life  0  Lord !  is  past, 
Take  me  to  thyself  at  last. 


153.  Little  Loving  Ones.  P.  SL 

Linden  Harp,  106. 

1  WE  all  love  one  another, 

'    We  all  love  one  another, 
We  all  love  one  another, 
And  keep  the  golden  rule. 
Sing  on,  love  on,  a  little  band  of  loving  ones- 
Sing  on,  love*  on.  a  little  happy  band. 

2  We  -always  love  our  parents, 
We  always  love  our  parents, 
We  always  love  our  parents, 

4.s  children  ought  to  do. 
Sing  on,  &c 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  139 

3  We  love  our  little  sisters, 
We  love  our  little  sisters, 
We  love  our  little  sisters, 

love  oar  brothers,  too. 
Sing  on,  &c. 

4  We  love  the  Holy  Bible, 
We  love  *  lible, 

We  love  the  Holy  Bible, 
Which  tells  us  what  to  do. 
Sing  on,  &c. 

5  We  try  to  love  the  Saviour, 
We  try  to  love  the  Saviour, 

We  try  to  love  the  Saviour, 
Who  shed  for  us  his  blood 
Sing  on,  &c. 

6  We  hope  to  get  to  heaven, 
We  hope  to  get  to  heaven, 
We  hope  to  get  to  heaven, 

A»nd  sing  the  songs  above. 
Sing  on,  &c. 


t.  Come  Hither.  C.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  132. 

1  POME  hither,  little  restless  one, 
^  'Tis  time  to  close  your  eyes  ; 
The  sun  behind  the  hills  is  gone, 

The  stars  are  in  the  skies. 

2  See!  one  by  one  they  show  their  light; 

How  clear  and  bright  they  look — 
Just  like  the  fire-flies  in  the  night, 
That  shine  beside  the  brook. 


140  LEE   AVEXTJE   COLLECTION-. 

3  You  do  not  hear  the  robins  sing — 

They're  snug  within  their  nest; 
And  sheltered  by  their  mother's  wing; 
The  little  chickens  rest. 

4  The  dog,  he  will  not  frolic  now, 

But  to  his  kennel  creeps  ; 
The  turkeys  climb  upon  the  bough, 
And  e'en  the  kitten  sleeps. 

5  The  very  violets  in  their  bed 

Fold  up  tbeir  eyelids  blue ; 
And  you,  my  flower,  must  droop  your  head, 
And  close  your  eyelids  too. 

6  Then  join  your  little  hands,  and  pray 

To  God,  who  made  the  light, 
To  keep  you  holy  all  the  day, 

And  guard  you  through  the  night 


155.  Child's  Evening  Hymn.  S.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Boole,  1J5. 

1  'TIS  time  to  go  to  bed, 

And  shut  my  weary  eyes ; 
But  first  I'll  thank,  for  daily  bread, 
My  Father  in  the  skies. 

2  I  fear  that  I  this  day 

Have  not  obeyed  my  God; 
Blest  Saviour !  pardon  me,  I  pray, 
And  wash  me  in  thy  blood. 

,      3  I  now  am  very  young ; 

But  as  I  older  grow,  » 

I  hope  to  praise  thee  with  my  tongue, 
And  more  of  thee  to  know 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  141 

156.  Evening.  P.  M. 

Juvenile  Seng*,  IT. 

1  THE  beautiful  sun  has  forsaken  the  earth, 
A      And  finished  another  new  d 

The  birds  have  done  singing,  and  gone  to  their 
rest. 
And  the  little  boy's  tired  of  his  pi 

2  Before  he  lies  down  on  his  bed  for  the  night, 

He'll  thank  his  kind  Father  above 
For  guarding  his  life,  taking  care  of  his  health, 
And  for  all  the  kind  gifts  of  his  love. 


Er 


157.  Ere  on  my  Bed.  L.  M. 

Boy*1  and  Girts'  Singing  Book,  IMl 

^RE  on  ray  bed  my  limbs  I  lay. 

Oh!  hear,  great  Go  i.  the  words  I  say; 
Preserve,  I  pray,  my  parents  dear, 
In  health  and  strength  for  many  a  yoar; 
And  still,  0  Lord !  to  me  impart 
A  gentle  and  a  grateful  heart, 
That  after  my  last  sleep  I  may 
In  heaven  spend  eternal  day. 


158.  Now  I  lay  Me  down  to  Sleep. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choi",  191. 

"KTOW  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep, 

I  pray  the  Lord  my  soul  to  keep; 
If  I  should  die  before  I  wake, 
I  pray  the  Lord  my  soul  to  take. 
Amen ! 


142  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

159.       This  Night,  ere  I  lie  down  to  Sleep.       L.  & 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  119. 

TIIIS  night,  ere  I  lie  down  to  sleep, 
I  give  my  soul  to  Christ  to  keep, 
That  if  I  wake,  or  wake  I  never, 
My  soul  is  given  to  Christ  for  ever.  ' 


160. 


Evening  Prayer.  7& 

Linden  Harp,  10S. 

1  T  ORD !  this  night  I  come  to  own 
•^     All  my  sins  before  thy  throne. 

2  All  the  ill  I've  done  this  day, 
In  thy  blood  oh  !   wash  away. 

3  Put  on  me,  0  Lord  !   this  night, 
Put  on  me  a  robe  of  white. 

4  Say  to  me,  with  voice  from  heaven, 
"Little  child!  thy  sin's  forgiven  I" 

5  Joyful,  then,  my  rest  I'll  take, 
Jesus  I  all  for  thy  dear  sake. 


161. 


Now  I  awake  and  see  the  Light.         L.  SI 

Sunday-Sohool  Harmonist,  540. 

VOW  I  awake  and  see  the  light, 

^      'Tis  God  who  kept  me  through  the  night ; 

To  him  I'll  life  my  heart  and  pray 

That  he  would  keep  me  through  the  day ; 

If  I  should  die  before  'tis  gone, 

0  God !  accept  me,  through  thy  Son. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  143 

162.        The  Sabbath  Bells  are  Ringing.  P.  BL 

1  THE  Sabbath  bells  are  ringing, 
**•  Come  away! 

And  happy  -Z[UZ> 

v.iy ! 
oh!  come  to  praise  and  pray; 
Come  from  every  sinful  pleas 
Here  is  offered  heavenly  treasure, 
ie  away,  come  a  v. 

2  From  earth,  that  now  delights  you, 

Come  aw 
^is  Jesus  that  invites  you, 

me  away! 
Now  raise  your  .bore, 

"lis  the  day  that  God  has  given 
To  prepare  our  souls  for  heaven, 
"Where  all  is  love. 

3  Come,  all  ye  wanderers  weary, 

a  i  away ! 
From  all  your  sorrows  dreary 
me  away ! 
Come  seek  a  heavenly  rest, 
Jesus  promisee  to  take  you. 
Come,  oh  !  come!  for  he  will  make  you 
Forever  blest. 


163.       The  Seraphs  bright  are  Hov'ring.        P.  It 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Melodies,  13*. 

1  THE  seraphs  bright  are  hov'ricg 
Around  the  throne  above; 
Then  sing,  sins:  his  praise,  sing  his  praise. 
Sing,  oh  I  sing  his  praise  ; 


144  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Their  harps  are  ever  tuning, 
To  thrilling  strains  of  love  ; 
Then  sing,  sing  his  praise,  sing  his  praise, 

Sing,  oh  !  sing  his  pn 
Or  through  the  azure  soaring, 

Or  poised  on  snowy  wing, 
With  glowing  heart  adoring, 
Sweet  choral  notes  they  sing. 

All  sing,  sing  his  praise,  sing  his  praise, 
Sing,  oh!  sing!  oh!  sing  his  praise ; 
Sing  his  praise,  sing  his  praise, 
Sing,  oh  !  sing  his  praise. 

2  From  earth  is  daily  rising 

A  rich,  harmonious  song ; 
Then  sing,  sing  his  praise,  sing  his  praise, 

Sing,  oh  !  sing  his  praise. 
From  sunny  perfumed  flowers, 

By  breezes  borne  along; 
Then  sing,  sing  his  praise,  sing  his  praise, 

Sing,  oh  !  sing  his  praise ; 
From  hills  in  sunlight  glittering, 

From  smooth,  deep  emerald  seas, 
A  cloud  of  praise  is  rising. 

Like  incense  on  the  breeze. 
All  sing,  &c 


164.    Why  should  Cold  or  Stormy  Weather.     L.  M 

B  y>'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  10ft. 

1  T\"HY  should  cold  or  stormy  weather 
'      Keep  me  from  the  house  of  prayer? 
Oh  !  where  Christians  meet  together, 
Let  me  still  be  with  them  there. 


LEE  LLECTTOX.  146 

2  If  I  loved  my  God  sincer 

If  my  heart  approved  his  w 
Tt  would  grieve  inv  lieart  severely 
To  be  kept  from  prayer  and  pra! 

3  When  on  earth  the  Saviour  wandered, 

Oft  for  me  his  cheek  was  v 

Oft  in  silent  prayer  he  pondered, 

Through  chill  night  on  O'i 

4  Then  shall  cold  or  stormy  -.-.-■;  .-  her 

Keep  me  from  the  house  of  prayer ! 
I  where  Christians  meet  together, 
Let  me  still  be  with  them  there. 


165.  Prayer  for  the  Spirit  S,  M", 

Tlyn.  -.,  1M. 

1  pOME?  Holy  Spirit!  come! 
^  I  _ht  beams  a: 
Disp: .  "  from  our  minds, 

The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our 

Then  load  to  Jesus'  blood ; 
And  to  our  wonder:  real 

The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  : 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flarao 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-:  .hole. 


146  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  thee. 


O.  Walking  with  God.  C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  SSG 

1  AH !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 
^  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  I 

2  "\Vliere  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove  t  return  I 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame. 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  US 


167.  Little  Samuel.  H.  HL 

Bradhury'a  S.  S.  Choir,  14. 

1  WHEX  little  Samuel  woke, 
'"    And  heard  his  Maker's  voice, 
At  every  word  he  spoke, 

How  much  did  he  rejoice ; 
0  blessed,  happy  child !  to  find, 
The  God  of  heaven  so  mild  and  kind. 


148  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  If  God  would  speak  to  me, 

And  say  he  was  my  friend, 
How  happy  should  I  be  I 

Oh  I  how  would  I  attend ! 
The  smallest  sin  I  then  should  fear, 
If  God  Almighty  were  so  near. 

3  And  does  he  never  speak  ? 

Oh !  yes ;  for  in  his  word 
He  bids  me  come  and  seek 

The  God  whom  Samuel  heard: 
In  almost  every  page  I  see, 
The  God  of  Samuel  calls  to  me. 

4  And  I,  beneath  his  care, 

May  safely  rest  my  head ; 
I  know  that  God  is  there, 

To  guard  my  humble  bed  : 
And  every  sin  I  may  well  fear, 
Since  God  Almighty  is  so  near. 

5  Like  Samuel,  let  me  say, 

Whene'er  I  iead  his  word, 
u  Speak,  Lord,  I  would  obey 

The  voice  that  Samuel  heard  ;" 
And  when  I  in  thy  house  appear, 
Speak,  for  thy  servant  waits  to  hear. 


168.  "Tell  me,  Shepherd."  7a 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  121 

1  TELL  me,  Shepherd,  from  above, 
-*■    Dearest  object  of  my  love — 
Where  thy  little  flocks  abide. 
Sheltered  by  thy  bleeding  side. 


LEE   AVEXFE   COLLECTION.  149 

2  Tell  me.  Saviour,  all  < : 
Where  I  may  my  soul  recline — 
Where  I  shall  for  refuge  fly, 
When  the  burning  sun  is  high. 

3  Claim  me.  Shepherd,  as  thine  own ; 

Oh !  protect  me.  thou  alone; 
Let  me  hear  thy  -ice, 

Make  my  flinty  heart  rejoice. 


Hc 


169.  Sabbath  Evening  Hymn.  P.  JL 

Sabbath  -School  Genoa,  Si. 

TOLY  and  bright  aed  light 

Ofth 
Then  v  will  we  sing  to-night, 

Our  vesper  hymn  in  chorus  ! 

Well  sing  the  love  of  God  above, 
Who  sent  his  Son  to  save  us ; 

nee  beyond  all  price, 
Eternal  hie  he 

Pilgrims  are  we  in  this  world  of  sin, 
And  our  pathway  filled  with  sorrow; 

But  we'll  firmly  tread  in  the  steps  he  led, 
And  fear  not  for  the  morrow. 
We'll  sing, 

With  heaven  in  view  let  our  hearts  be  true 
In  Christ,  whose  love  hath  bought  us; 
en  inward  strife  and  a  lowly  life, 
follow  as  he  taught  us. 
We'll 


150  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  Grace  for  the  dny,  and  strength  for  the  way, 

His  presence  will  afford  us  ; 
With  our  hope  secure  and  the  promise  sure, 
That  soon  he  will  reward  us. 
We'll  sing,  &c. 

5  On  let  us  press  in  the  heavenly  race, 

With  patient  faith  untiring; 
All  the  warfare  done,  we'll  obtain  the  crown 
Of  steadfast  hearts  aspiring. 
We'll  sing,  &c. 


170«       Thanks  to  our  Father  in  Heaven.        P.  M 

Anniversary  Hymns,  63. 

1  PATHER,  hear!  to  thee  we  raise 

■*■      Grateful  songs  and  hymns  of  praise;     • 

Let  thy  blessing  on  us  rest, 

With  thy  smile  may  we  be  blest. 

Thanks  to  thee,  our  Father  kind, 

That  provision  for  the  mind 

Thou  hast  made,  and  to  us  given 

In  thy  love,  as  rich  as  heaven. 

2  Thou  hast  given  us  friends  most  dear  ; 
Parents,  teachers,  loved  ones  here, 
Who  for  us  both  watch  and  pray, 
And  would  lead  in  the  right  way. 
Give  us  grace  to  hear  their  voice, 
And  may  wisdom  be  our  choice ; 
Onward  press  and  upward  move, 
Blessing  all  by  deeds  of  love. 


LEE   AVENTK   COLLECT  151 

3  Lord  !  be  thou  our  guide  througn  youth, 
Lead  us  in  the  paths  of  truth; 
>  ill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Fit  us  for  the  realms  of  bl 
Thus  we  hope  to  do  thy  wiil — 
In  the  world  our  part  fulfill ; 
And  wheu  life's  brief  hoar  is  o'er, 
Meet  in  heaven  and  love  thee  more. 


"  Through  Thy  Protecting  Care."      P.  BL 

Bralbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  34. 

1  THROUGH  thy  protecting  care 
Kept  till  the  dawning. 
ajht  to  draw  near  in  prayer, 
He  d  we  the  war 

0  thou  great  On°  in  three! 
Gladly  our  .  1  be 

re  praising  thee, 
God  of  the  morning. 

I  God  of  our  sleeping  hours, 
:  o\tus  waking. 
All  our  imperfect  pow 

In  thine  hands  taking — 
In  us  thy  work  fulfill, 
Be  with  thy  children  still, 
Those  who  obey  thy  will 
Never  forsaking. 


152  LEE  AVEXtJE  COLLECTION. 

172.  Shepherd,  while  thy  Flock.  P.  H 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  17. 

1  CHEPHERD,  while  thy  flock  are  feeding, 
u      Take  these  lambs 

In  thine  arms, 
Now  for  shelter  pleading. 

2  While  the  storm  of  life  is  lowering, 

Night  and  clay, 
Beasts  of  prey 
Are  lurking  and  devouring. 

3  Shepherd,  every  grace  combining, 

Keep  these  lambs 
In  thine  arms, 
On  thy  breast  reclining. 

173.  Dear  Lord,  I  am  a  Feeble  Child.         C.  3L 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Boot:,  12$. 

"HEAR  Lord,  I  am  a  feeble  child, 
^     Oh !  teach  me  to  obey — 
With  humble  fear  to  serve  thee  here, 
To  watch,  and  praise,  and  pray  ! 

My  love  is  weak,  my  faith  is  dim ; 

But  grace  I  ask  from  thee, 
That  I  may  prove  my  love  to  him 

Who  lived  and  died  for  me  ! 


1 


174.  Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  Blessing.   8s  &  7s, 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  7S. 

1  TTEAYENLY  Father,  grant  thy  blessing, 
J-L     While  thy  praise  we  humbly  sing, 
Sinful  hearts  and  lives  confessing, 
Nothing  worthy  can  we  bring. 


LEE  AVEXUE   COLLECTION.  153 

Yet  thy  book  of  love  hath  taught  us 
Thou  wilt  kindly  bow  thine  ear ; 

For  the  sake  of  him  who  bought  us, 
We  may  call  and  thou  wilt  hear. 

2  What  a  boon  to  us  is  given 

Thus  to  lift  our  voice  on  high, 
Well  assured  the  ear  of  He 

Hears  our  wants  and  will  supply. 
Weak  and  sinful,  oh  !  how  often 

Must  we  look  to  God  alone. 
For  hi3  grace  our  hearts  to  soften, 

And  aa  his  own. 

3  Bless.  0  Lord  !  this  happy  meeting,  # 

I  ;■  we  stay  and  when  we 
There  our  hearts  in  friendly  greeting, 

Gladly  join  the  praise  below. 
But  all  earthly  unions  sever — 

All  their  pleasures  quickly  fly ; 
Oh  !  for  grace  to  praise  thee  ever 

In  that  better  world  on  hi^h. 


>•  Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

ig  E  9k, 

1  TTEATEXLY  Father,  grant  thy  blessing 

^     On  th'  instructions  of  this  day. 
That  our  hearts,  thy  fear  r 
May  our  sins  be  turned  av.- 

2  We  have  wandered ;  oh  !  forgive  U3 ; 

We  have  wished  from  truth  to  rove  ; 
Turn,  oh !  turn  us,  and  receive  us, 
And,  incline  our  hearts  to  love. 


154  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  9 

3  "We  have  learned  that  Christ,  the  Saviour, 

Lived  to  teach  us  what  is  good ; 
Died  to  gain  for  us  thy  favor. 
And  redeem  us  by  his  blood. 

4  For  his  sake,  0  God  1  forgive  us ; 

Guide  us  to  that  happy  home, 
Where  the  Saviour  will  receive  us, 
And  where  sin  can  never  come. 


176.       Lord,  teach  a  Sinful  Child  to  Pray.       C.  M. 

B  ysJ  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  123. 

*     IT  ORE),  teach  a  sinful  child  to  pray, 
And  then  accept  my  prayer ; 
For  thou  canst  hear  the  words  I  say, 
For  thou  art  everywhere. 

2  Teach  me  to  do  the  thing  that's  right, 

And  when  I  sin,  forgive  ; 

And  may  it  be  my  chief  delight 

To  serve  thee  while  I  live. 

3  Whatever  trouble  I  am  in, 

To  thee  for  help  I'll  call ; 
But  keep  me  more  than  all  from  sin, 
For  that's  the  worst  of  all. 


177.  I  am  weary  of  my  Sin.  P.  M 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  77. 

AM  weary  of  my  sin, 
And  I  long  for  full  release ; 
Saviour,  come  and  take  me  in, 
With  thyself  to  dwell  in  peace. 


I 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  155 

178.  Our  Father  in  Heaven.  11a. 

\  99. 

1  (WR  Father  in  hca  .low  thy  name  ; 

^    May  thy  king  r  on  earth  be  the  same ; 

Oh  !  give  to  as  daily  our  portion  of  bread, 
For  Y  ounty  that  all  must  be  fed. 

2  Forgive  our  trail  and  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion  that  pardons  each  ibo;    I 
Keop  us  from  temptation,  from  weakness  and  sin, 
And  thine  be  the  glory  forever.     Amen. 


179. 


Penitence.         8s  &  7s.    Double. 

ping  Book,  U9, 

TAKE  my  heart  0  Father !  take  it ; 
Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own : 
Let  thy  It  and  break  it  ; 

Turn  to  flesh  this  heart  of  stone. 
Heavenly  Father,  deign  to  mould  it 

In  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And,  as  passing  years  unfold  it, 

Keep  it  meek  and  childlike  still. 

Father,  make  it  pure  and  lowly. 

Peaceful,  kind,  and  far  from  strife, 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 

Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 
May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven : 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it ; 

Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 


156  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION, 


180. 


Consecration.  7a 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  110, 

WE  will  trust  thee,  gracious  God  ! 
*'    We  will  own  thy  sovereign  rod  I 
"We  will  read  thy  word  with  awe ! 
We  will  keep  thy  holy  law ! 
In  our  weakness  we  will  cry — 
To  thy  bosom  trembling  fly: 
In  thy  presence  bend  the  knee, 
And  our  offering  make  to  thee  I 

Gems  nor  incense  can  we  bring, 
Nor  with  perfume  lave  our  King; 
Yet  with  spirits  stained  with  guilt, 
Trusting  him  whose  blood  was  spilt, 
We  approach  thee,  and  implore 
Grace  that  we  may  sin  no  more. 
Earnestly  we  now  implore, 
Grace  that  we  may  sin  no  more. 


181.  Make  me  Thy  Child.  L.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  118. 

"MAKE  me  thy  child,  a  child  of  God, 

"*■■*-    Washed  in  my  Saviour's  precious  blood ; 

And  my  whole  heart  from  sin  set  free — 

A  little  vessel  full  of  thee  ; 

A  star  of  early  dawn,  and  bright, 

Shining  within  thy  sacred  light; 

A  beam  of  grace  to  all  around  ; 

A  little  spot  of  hallowed  ground. 


LEE    AVENTE    COLLECTION'.  15*7 

J.Oa£.  Jesus,  be  our  tender  Shepherd.        8s  &  6a 

Sail  .       -  i,  tb* 

1  JESUS,  be  our  tender  Shop:. 

"    Jesus,  be  our  tei  :d. 

is,  be  our  tender  Shepherd. 
way. 

In  thine  anus  may  we  be  sheltered, 
In  thine  arms  may  we  be  sheltered, 
In  thine  arms  may  we  be  sheltered, 
All  thy  words  obey. 

2  When  we  die.  a  near  us, 

>h  !  be  thou  near  us, 
When  we  die.  oh !  be  thou  near  us, 

Take  us  to  thy  ; 
There  we'll  ever  sing  thy  praises, 
There  we'll  thy  praises, 

There  we'll  aises, 

And  thy  face  beh 


183.  Lord,  a  Youthful  Band.  8s  &  7s. 

Ply:  a,  -i43» 

1  T  ORD.  a  youthful  band,  and  lowly, 

We  are  come  to  sing  to  thee  ; 
Thou  art  great,  and  high,  and  holy — 

Oh  !  how  solemn  we  s 
Fill  our  hearts  v. 

And  of  heaven,  where  he  is  gone  ; 
And  let  nothing  ever  please  us, 

He  would  grieve  to  look  upon. 

2  For  we  know  I  of  glory 

Alv.  at  children  do, 

And  is  writing  now  the  story 
Of  our  thoughts  and  actions,  too. 


158  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Make  us  fear  whate'er  is  wrong: 
Lead  us  on  our  way  to  heaven, 

There  to  sing  a  nobler  song. 


0 SA< 

u  Wi 


184.       "  0  Sacred  Head  !  now  wounded."    7s  &  6k 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  7 J. 

; ACRED  Head!  now  wounded, 
71th  grit  f  and  shame  weighed  down, 
Xow  scornfully  surrounded, 

With  thorns  thy  only  crown : 
0  sacred  Head  !  what  glory, 

What  bliss  till  now  was  thine ! 
Yet  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

0  noblest  brow  and  dearest ! 

In  other  days  the  world 
All  feared  when  Thou  appearedst. 

What  shame  on  thee  is  hurled ; 
How  art  thou  pale  with  anguish, 

With  sore  abuse  and  scorn ; 
How  does  that  visage  languish, 

Which  once  was  bright  as  morn  I 

What  language  shall  I  borrow, 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  d6d? 
Oh  !  make  me  tiling forever, 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  me  uever,  never, 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 


LEE   AVEN'CE   COLLECTION'.  159 

4  If  I,  a  wretch,  should  leave  thee, 

0  Jesus  !  leave  Dot  me  ; 
In  faith  may  I  receive 

free. 
When  strength  and  comfort  languish, 

And  I  must  hence  d  - 
Release  me  then  from  anguish, 

By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 

5  Be  near  when  I  am  dying. 

Oh  If  to  me  I 

And  for  my  succor  r 

Con  it  set  me  free. 

These  eyes  new  faith  recti v' 
From  Jesus  shall  not  mov 

For  he  who  die- 
Dies  safely  tin  >ve. 


185.  "  Lord,  Ramember  me."  C.  2£ 

Bra  Itury's  S.  S.  Cnoir,  53. 

1   A  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows  I 
"     I  lift  my  heart  to    I 
In  all  my  s  liqjg,  woes. 

Dear  Lord,  i 


lic£&  w 


2  When  on  my  guilty,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily. 
My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love,  remember  me  ! 

3  Temptations  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  can  not  flee ! 
Oh  !  give  me  strength,  Lord,  as  my  day, 
And  still  remember  mel 


160  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION". 

4  Distressed  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief; 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 
Hear,  and  remember  me ! 

5  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
I'll  hail  reproach  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me  ! 


18b.        Now  condescend,  Almighty  King.        C.  M. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choii,  «, 

1  VOW  condescend.  Almighty  King, 
11      To  bless  this  little  throng, 
And  kindly  listen,  while  we  sing 

Our  pleasant  evening  song. 

2  Brothers  and  sisters,  hand  in  hand, 

Our  lips  together  move  : 
Oh !  smile  upon  this  little  band, 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love. 

3  We  come  to  own  the  power  divine 

That  watches  o'er  our  days ; 
"For  this  our  feeble  voices  join, 
To  Grpd  we  give  the  praise. 


187.         In  Temptation  flying  to  Christ.  7s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  361. 

1   JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul! 
^      Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 


LEE     •  LLKCTIOX.  151 

Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour !  fa 
Till 

into  the  ha 
Oh !   :  ..:  last 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none — 

Lo !  I  helpless  hang  on  thee ; 

Leave,  oh  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

U  support  and  comfort  me. 

Thou  art  all  my  trust  and  aid — 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 

.:  the  shadow  of  I 


188.  Grateful  Recollect! ;n.  83&7s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  S04. 

1  POME,  thou  Fount  of  ei  singl 

^     Tune  d  race; 

.ms  of  merev.  oev 

f  loudest  p:  . 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet 

g  by  naming  tongues  above ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  tSjfcup 
hangflg  J 


Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 


Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

:ae; 
And  I  I  ij  good  pie 

[y  to  arrive  at  home. 
.:  me  when  a  strai 
Wandering  from  the  fold  c: 
He.  I 

Interposed  his  precis 


162  LEE    AVEXUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Oil!  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord.  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart ;  oh  !  take  and  seal  it — 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 


189. 


( 


Guid3  me,  0  thou  Great  Jehovah !     83  &  7s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  M8. 

HTIDH!  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah ! 
-  Pilgrifib  through  this  barren  laud; 
I  ana  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty — 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  ; 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  mor?. 

Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 

Let  the  riery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through; 

Strong  Deliverer ! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Friend  of  sinners!  man's  redemption  1 

Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ! 
Songs  of  praises 

I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


163 


190.  We  are  Pilgrims.  7s, 

Boy6'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book.  110. 

1  AVE  are  pilgrims  on  the  earth, 

*'      Journeying  onward  from  our  birth  ; 
Every  hour  and  every  breath 
Brings  us  nearer  still  to  death. 

2  But  beyond  that  vale  of  fears 
Lies  the  land  that  knows  no 
Where  our  steps  no  more  may  roam; 
Children,  we  are  going  home ! 

3  Home  to  long-lost  friends  ancflhear, 

are  missed  and  mourned  lor  here ; 
Home  to  endless  peace  and  -love, 
In  our  Father's  house  above  1 


A 64  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  Shall  poor  trifles  by  the  way 
Tempt  our  hearts  or  steps  to  stray 
From  that  narrow  path  and  strait 
Leading  to  the  golden  gate  ? 

5  No  !  our  faith  hath  One  in  view 
"Who  was  once  a  pilgrim  too ; 
From  his  track  we  will  not  roam, 
For  to  Christ  we're  going  home. 


191  A  Pilgrim  and  a  Stranger.  P.  M. 

New  Lute  of  Zlon,  33$. 

)    FM  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  streamlets  are  ever  flowing; 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  There  the  sunbeams  are  ever  shining, 

I  am  longing  for  the  sight ; 
Within  a  country  unknown  and  dreary, 
I  have  been  wand'ring,  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'.m  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

3  Of  that  country  to  which  I'm  going 

My  Redeemer  is  the  light ; 
There  no  sorrow,  nor  an)-  sighing, 
Nor  any  sin  there,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

Father,  mother,  and  sister,  brother, 

If  you  will  not  journey  with  me,  I  must  go; 
For  since  your  vain  hope  you  still  will  cherish, 
Should  I  too,  linger,  and  with  you  perish? 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  SlC 


*         LEE   AVEN'UE    COLLECTION.  165 

5  Farewell,  neighbors!  with  team  I've  warned  you ; 

I  mast  leave  you.  I  must  leave  you  and  be 
gone ; 
With  this  your  portion,  your  heart's  desire, 
Why  will  you  perish  in  raging  lire  ? 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

6  Farewell,  dreary  earth,  by  sin  so  blighted — 

In  immortal  beauty  soon  you'll  be  arrayed; 
For  He  who  formed  thee  will  soon  restore  thee, 
From  sin  and  death  to  praise  and  glory. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 


19/5.  The  Heavenly  Journey.  7s» 

Plymouth  Collection,  238. 

1  PHILDREN"  of  the  heavenly  King, 
^      Asyejoum  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  w 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blest, 
You  near  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest  ; 
There  your  seats  are  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

.  Lord  I  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


166  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION.  • 

193.  Will  you  Go  *  8s  &  3s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  124. 

1  "WE'RE  travelling  home  to  heaven  above, 

H  Will  you  go? 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  lore, 

Will  you  go  ? 
Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priest3  to  God, 
And  millions  more  are  on  the  road, 

Will  you  go  ? 

2  We're  goin?  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

Will  you  go? 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his, name, 

Will  you  go  ? 
The  crown  oflifc  we  there  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  jovs  of  heaven  we'll  share, 

Wilfyougo? 

3  We're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir, 

Will  you  go  ? 
To  raise  oar  voice  and  tuue  the  lyre, 

Will  you  go  ? 
There  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing 
Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 

Will  you  go  ? 

4  Ye  -weary,  heavy-laden,  come, 

Will  you  go  ? 
In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room. 
Will  you  go  ? 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION'.  161 

The  Lord  is  waiting  to  recer 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe, 
He'll  give  thy  troubled  conscience  ease, 
Come,  believe. 

5  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain, 

Will  you  g 

Repent,  believe,  be  born  again, 

Will  you  go  ? 

The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 

"  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me, 

And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see, 

Come  to  me.'' 

6  Oh  !  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, 
/  I  will  go. 

I'll  start  this  moment,  clear  the  way, 

Let  me  go! 
My  old  companions,  fare  you  well, 
I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell, 
With  Jesus  Christ  [  mean  to  dwell, 

Let  me  go  !  fare  you  well. 


194.  "  We're  going  Home."  L.  M, 

New  Late  of  Z;>n,  331. 

1  TXTE'RE  pilgrims  on  our  journey  home, 

' '      While  travelling  through  this  world  of  woo  ; 
We  fix  our  hopa  on  joys  to  come — 
The  crown  for  which  we  toil  below. 

We're  going  home,  we're  going  home, 
We're  going  home  to  die  no  more, 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more — 
We're  going  home  to  die  no  more. 


168  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Though  sin  would  lure  us  from  the  way 

That  leads  from  earth  to  joys  above  ; 
Where,  tempest-tossed,  oh !  who  would  stay 
While  God  invites  us  to  his  love? 
We're  going  home,  &c. 

3  The  cross  we  oear,  endure  the  pain, 

And  labor  on  a  few  more  years. 
Till  yonder  world  of  rest  we  gain. 

Where  God  shall  wipe  away  our  tears. 
We're  going  home,  &c 

4  How  bright  the  scene  !  how  great  the  bliss 

That  opens  to  our  ravished  sight ! 
The  world  hath  naught  to  equal  this — 
Naught  that  can  yield  such  pure  delight. 
We're  going  home,  &c. 

5  What  say  you.  sinner,  will  you  go, 

And  taste  the  joys  of  endless  love  ? 
There  yet  is  room  enough  for  you 
In  mansions  Christ  prepares  above. 
We're  going  home,  &c. 

6  Oh !  do  not  think  on  earth  to  find 

Such  joy  as  God  alone  can  give : 
His  mercy  calls  to  all  mankind. 

Turn  from  your  sin,  to  me,  and  live. 
We're  gorhg  home,  &c. 

1  Would  you  be  wise  in  this  your  day, 
While  God  invites  you  to  his  home ; 
Then,  sinner,  haste  ;  oh !  why  delay  ? 
Conie  now  to  Jesus,  come  !  oh  1  come ! 
We're  going  home,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


16^ 


195.  Perseverance.  C.  M. 

?Book,  liS. 

1  TN  all  my  Lord's  appoint 

■*■    My  journey  I'll  pui 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry. 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command ; 
Hinder  me  not.  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
Hinder  me  nor.  come,  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 


198.  Wandering  Stranger.  7s  &  64 

School  Singer,  182. 

1   fc*  CAY,  whither,  wandering  stranger, 
^     Ah  !  whither  dost  thou  roam  ? 
O'er  this  wide  world  a  ranger, 
Hast  thou  no  friend,  no  home  ?" 
44  Yes,  I've  a  Friend  who  never 
Is  absent  from  my  side  ; 
And  I've  a  home,  wherever 
In  peace  I  shall  abide." 


170  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  "But  want  and  woe  have  driven 

The  roses  from  thy  cheek ; 
And  garments  rent  and  riven, 
Thy  poverty  bespeak." 
"  I've  food  with  which  the  angels 
Would  all  delighted  be; 
And  robes  of  dazzling  brightness 
Are  now  awaiting  me. 

3  "  Come  then,  benign  inquirer, 

And  join  me  on  my  way  ; 
I'm  journeying  to  a  country 

"Where  beams  an  endless  day. 
Where  saints  and  angels,  falling 

Before  the  great  white  throne, 
To  you,  to  me  are  calling, 

Haste,  pilgrim,  hasten  home." 


1U7.  Yonder's  my  Home.  7s  &  4s 

Linden  Harp,  SO. 

1  T'M  a  lonely  trav'ller  here, 
Weary,  oppressed ; 
But  my  journey's  end  is  near, 

Soon  I  shall  rest. 
Dark  and  dreary  is  the  way, 

Toiling  I've  come ; 
Ask  me  not  with  you  to  stay ; 
Yonder's  my  home. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  171 

2  I'm  a  weary  trav'ller  here, 
I  must  go  on ; 
For  my  journey'fi  end  is  near, 
I  must  be  gone. 

Brighter  joys  than  earth  can  give, 

Win  me  away : 
Pleasures  that  forever  live. 

I  can  not  stay. 

3  I'm  a  trav'ller  to  a  land 

Where  all  is  fair; 
Where  is  seen  no  broken  band; 

rs  all  are  there. 
Where  no  tear  shall  ever  fall, 

p  heart  be  Bad  : 
"Where  the  glory  is  for  all. 
And  all  arc  glad. 

4  I'm  a  trav'ller,  and  I  go 

Where  all  is  fair ; 
Farewell,  all  I've  loved  below, 

I  must  be  there. 
"Worldly  honors,  hopes,  and  gain, 

All  I  resign; 
Welcome  sorrow,  griefj  and  pain, 

If  heaven  be  mine. 

5  I'm  a  trav'ller,  call  me  not, 

Upward's  my  way ; 
Yonder  is  my  rest  and  lot, 

I  can  not  stay. 
Farewell,  earthly  pleasures  all, 

Pilgrim  I  roam  ; 
Hail  me  not ;  in  vain  you  call, 

Yonder' s  my  home. 


172  LEE  JLVEXUE   COLLECTION. 


198. 


I'm  going  Home.  L.  1 

New  Lute  of  Zion,  831. 

1  MY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair; 

Xor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine, 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 
I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  horrie  to  die  no  more ; 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high; 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky : 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

I'm  going  home,  &c. 

3  While  here  a  stranger,  far  from  home, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam; 
And  though  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

I'm  going  home,  &c. 

4  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne, 
I'm  going  home,  kc. 

5  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be. 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

I'm  going  home,  &c. 


LEE   AVEXUE   COLLECTION.  173 


i/.     I  am  Bound  for  the  Land  of  Canaan.     P.  M. 

Sabbath-School  Gems,  40. 

1  TOGETHER  let  us  sweetly 

x     I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
Together  let  us  sweetly  die, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
0  Canaan  !   bright  Canaan, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
0  Canaan !  it  is  my  happy  home, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan; 
Then  praise  the  Lord.  I'm  going  too, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
0  Canaan !  ic. 

3  Part  of  my  friends  the  prize  have  won, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
And  I'm  resolved  to  travel  on, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
0  Canaan!  kc 

4  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
0  Canaan !  fte. 

5  Our  songs  of  praise  shall  fill  the  skies, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
While  higher  still  our  joys  they  rise, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
O  Canaan!  &c. 


174  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

200.  The  Little  Travellers  P. 

Singing  Book,  104. 

1  T  ITTLE  travellers  Zion-ward, 

Each  one  entering  into  rest, 
In  the  kingdom  of  your  Lord, 
In  the  mansions  of  the 
re  to  welcome  Jl  - 

crowns  his  followers  w:n : 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  golden  gates, 
.vellers  in. 

2  "Who  are  those  whose  little  feet, 

Pacing  life's  dark  journey  through, 
have  reached  that  heavenly 

They  had  ever  kept  in  vie 
11 1,  from  Greenland's  frozen  Ian 

"I.  from  India's  sultry  plain 
''I.  from  Afrie's  barren  sand;" 

"I.  from  Islands  of  the  main." 

3  "  All  our  earthly  journey  past. 

Every  tear  and  pain  gone  by, 
Here  together  met  at  last. 

At  the  portal  of  the  sir 
Each  the  welcome  '*  Come"  awaits, 

Conquerors  over  death  and  sin : 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  golden  gates, 

Let  the  little  travellers  in. 


201.  Delay  not.  11 

.  bag  Book,  115. 

J   TjF.LAY  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner !  draw  near, 
^     The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee ; 
Xo  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 


LEE     .  I?l 

•use 
passion  of. 
A  fountain  is  opened,  how  canst  thoa  r 
To  v.  - .  d  in  his  pardoning  blood  ? 

Is  thee  to- 

•  >mb ; 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  \ 

: 

-- 
To  sink  in  the  vale  of  eterait;  -  night 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand — 

re  and  the  L 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  - 
ad ! 
t  power,  then,  0  sinner  e  its 


02 


Stop,  poor  Sinner.  7s  &  63. 

p:>  in. 

1  CTOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  fanher  go  ; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 
Of  everlasting  • 

•?n  He  judgi 

I  the  earth  shall  melt  away, 
wax  before  the  fla 


176  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Soon  relentless  death  will  come, 

To  drag  you  to  his  bar; 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom 

Will  fill  you  with  despair ; 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  a  blood -crimson  dye. 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud — 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 

3  Though  your  heart  be  made  of  steel, 

ir  forehead  lined  with  bras-. 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  p 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call. 

Though  they  now  despise  his  grace, 
41  Rocks  and  mountains,  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  t 


203.        "  Behold  I  stand  at  the  Door."  L.  K 

Plymouth  Collection,  98. 

1  "DEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door: 

•^     He  gently  knocks — has  knocked  before, 
Has  waited  long — is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Admit  him.  ere  his  anger  burn— 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return  ; 
Admit  him.  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand 


LEE   AVENT'E   COLLECTION-.  ITT 


Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  Laden.   8s  &  7a. 

Boys'  anl  Girh'  Singing  Book,  149. 

1  pOME,  ye  weary,  heavy  I 

^     Lest  and  ruined  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all ; 
Xot  the  righteous — 

Sinners  Jesus  came  to  calL 

2  Lot  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

t  fitness  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
This  he  gives  you — 

.sing  beam. 

3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

''It  isjini?' 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffico  ? 

4  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  pf  hi3  blood ; 

ore  on  him.  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

2STone  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

5  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetlv  echo  with  his  name 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 


178  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

205.  Child  of  Sin  and  Sorrow.  §s  &  4s 

Plymouth  Collection,  12$. 

1  pHILD  of  sin  and  sorrow,  filled  with  dismay, 
^  Wait  not  for  to-morrow,  yield  thee  to-day : 

Heaven  bids  thee  come. 
While  yet  there's  room. 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow 
Hear  and  obey. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  why  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Come,  while  thou  canst  borrow  help  from  on  high 

Grieve  not  that  love. 
Which  from  above — 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow — 
Would  bring  thee  nigh. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  where  wilt  thou  flee? 
Through  that  long  to-morrow,  eternity! 
Exiled  from  home, 
Darkly  to  roam — 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Where  wilt  thou  flee  ? 

4  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow,  lift  up  thine  eye ! 
Heirship  thou  canst  borrow  in  worlds  on  high ! 
In  that  high  home, 
Graven  thy  name  : 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Swift  homeward  flv ! 


206.  The  Way  to  Peace.  11 

Boys'  ftnd  Girls'  Singing:  Book,  112. 

I    A  CQUAINT  thyself  quickly.  0  sinner!  with  Go< 

And  joy  like  the  sunshine  shall  beam  on  thy  roa< 

And  peace  like  the  dew-drops  shall  fall  on  thy  hea» 

And  sleep  like  an  angel  shall  visit  thy  bed. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION*.  179 

Acquaint  thyself  quickly,  0  sinner'  with  God,         « 
And  he  shall  be  with  thee  when  fears  are  abr 

path, 

Thy  B&J  and  shadow  of  death. 


/ .  Resolving  to  go  to  Christ.  C.  M. 

1  fc*  T'LL  to  l  approach, 

X     y 

3  may  com 

And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

2  "  Perhaps  he  will  a  im 

Perhaps  will  h  yer  : 

-    But  if  I  perish.  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  I 

3  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
"For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  d 


Drooping  Souls.  7s  &  6s. 

Ply:  .  117. 

1  1YROOPING  souls,  no  longer  mourn. 
Jesus  still  is  precj 
If  to  Him  you  now  re  I 

Heaven  will  be  propitious. 
Jesus  nott"  is  passing 

Qing  wanderers  near  Him; 
Drooping  souls,  you  need  not  die, 
Go  to  Him  and  hear  Him. 


180  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  He  has  pardons,  full  and  free, 

Drooping  souls  to  gladden ; 
Still  He  cries — "  Come  unto  me, 

Weary,  heavy  laden/' 
Though  your  sins  like  mountains  high, 

Rise,  and  reach  to  heaven. 
Soon  as  you  on  Him  rely, 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

3  Precious  is  the  Saviour's  name, 

Dear  to  all  that  love  Him ; 
He  to  save  the  dying  came  ; 

Go  to  Him  and  prove  Him. 
"Wandring  sinners,  now  return ; 

Contrite  souls,  believe  Him. 
Jesus  calls  you,  cease  to  mourn; 

Worship  Him  ;  receive  Him. 


209.  The  Saviour  Pleading.  8s  &  7s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  lid. 

1  ¥OW  the  Saviour  standeth  pleading 
■^     At  the  sinners  bolted  heart  ; 
Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 

Taking  there  the  sinner's  part 

2  Sinner  !  can  you  hate  this  Saviour  ? 

Will  you  thrust  Him  from  your  arms? 
Once  he  died  through  your  behavior, 
Now  he  calls  you  by  His  charms. 

3  Sinner !  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 

Hear  His  gracious  voice  to-day, 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior, 
Oh  !  repent,  return,  and  pray  • 


LEE   ATB1TO1    COLLECTION*.  1S1 

4  Now  he's  waiting  to  bo  gra 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee : 
See  what  ki  -.  and  pity, 

Shine  around  on  you 

5  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Yet  there's  roo:n  for  many  more  : 
0  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy ! 
Come  to  .  mindless  store  ! 


U.  The  Name  of  Jesus.  C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  131. 

1  TTO^V  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believ 

Tt  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  for  the  weary,  rest. 

3  By  thee,  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiled  • 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

4  Jesus !  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 

My  Prophet.  Priest,  and  King ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  AYeak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought : 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 


182  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

6  Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 
With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


211.  To  Thee,  my  God  and  Saviour.        7s  &  6a 

Plymouth  Callectijm,  15(. 

1  TO  Thee;  nn~6k>d  fmd-^rtfiour, ,/ 

My  heart  exulting  springs 
Rejoic 

i  >f  kings  : 
I'll  celeb]  :y. 

With  all  the  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  wondrous  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast ; 
My  voice  in  supplication, 

Jehovah,  thou  shalt  hear ; 
Oh  !  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

3  By  thee,  through  life  supported 

I  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted 

Up  to  their  bright  abode,; 
There  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

My  toils  and  conflicts  o'er, 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee— 

What  can  an  angel  more  ? 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION 


183 


" 


Temporal  and  Spiritual  Blessings.        C.  M 

Plymouth  Collection,  444. 

WHENE'ER  I  take  my  walks  abroad. 
*'      How  many  poor  I  see  ! 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  gilts  to  me  ? 

Not  more  than  others  I  deserve, 

Yet  God  hath  gtfven  mc  more : 
For  I  have  food  while  others  starve, 

Or  beg  froni  door  to  door. 


184  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

3  How  many  children  in  the  street 

Half-naked  I  behold, 
"While  I  am  clothed  from  head  to  feet, 
And  covered  from  the  cold. 

4  While  some  poor-wanderers  scarce  can  tell 

Where  they  may  lay  their  head, 
I  have  a  home  wherein  to  dwell, 
And  rest  upon  my  bed. 

5  While  others  early  learn  to  swear, 

And  curse,  and  lie,  and  steal, 
Lord  !    I  am  taught  thy  name  to  fear, 
And  do  thy  holy  will. 

6  Are  these  thy  favors  day  by  day 

To  me  above  the  rest  ? 
Then  let  me  love  thee  more  than  they, 
And  try  to  serve  thee  best. 


213.  Do  Good.  P.M, 

Boston  Melodeon,  S3. 
Air,  Swiss  Boy 

I  T)0  good!  do  good  !  there's  ever  a  way, 
A  way  where  there's  ever  a  will ; 
Don't  wait  till  to-morrow,  but  do  it  to-day. 

And  to-day  when  the  morrow  comes  still. 
If  you've  money  you're  armed,  and  can  find  work 
enough. 
In  ev'ry  street,  alley,  and  lane. 
If  you've  bread,  cast  it  orT,  and  the  waters,  though 
rough, 
Will  be  sure  and  return  it  again. 

Then  do  good,  do  good  !  there's  ever  a  way 

A  way  where  there's  ever  a  will,  a  will ; 

Don't  wait  till  to-morrow,  but  do  it  to-day, 

And  to-day  when  the  morrow  comes  still 


LEE  186 

2  If  yo'l've  only  old  clot  I  bonnet  or  hat, 

A  kind  word,  or  a  smile  true  and 
In  ii.  I  that 

Shall  I 
God 

.;  o:i  i  he  rich  and  the  poor. 
Be  thou  like  him.  and  y  one, 

And  thou  It  be  rewarded  sure. 
Then  do  good,  &c 


211- 


The  Child' 3  Mission.  P.  M. 

-I  Hymns,  Si. 

1  HUB  Jesus,  before  ho  went  1:  i 

i  on  high, 
.  d  all  his  disciples  arou 

And  lovingly  bade  them  geod-bv. 
He  strengthened  their 

The  all; 

"Go  unto  the  n&1  e  rid, 

M  Aud  preach  my  salvation  tc 

2  It  was  not  to  twelve  men  alone 

That  the  heavenly  commission  was  given 
But  to  all — e'en  to  children — why  not  ? 

For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven, 
"We  feel  we  have  some" 

If  r.ot  o'er  the  mow  I 
And  if  we  fh  the  earth, 

Be  sure  we  can  run  about  home. 

3  If  our  hearts  have  been  won  by  Iris  love, 

We  can  pray,  we  "an  preach,  we  can  sing- 
Some  younger,  some  older  may  bring. 


18 G  L.EE  AYE2TUE   COLLECTION. 

Oh !  yes,  about  home  is  our  field, 
And  Jesus  must  mean  such  as  we 

When  he  says.  "  Go  ye,  preach  the  good  news, 
Gro  tell  all  the  people  of  me." 


215.  God  intrusts  to  All,  6s  &  5a. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  f. 

J.OD  intrusts  to  all 

Talents  few  or  many ; 
None  so  young  or  small 
That  they  haye  not  any. 


Gc 


2  Though  the  great  and  wise 

Haye  a  greater  number, 
Yet  my  one  I  prize, 

And  it  must  not  slumber. 

3  God  will  surely  ask, 

Ere  I  enter  heaven, 
Haye  I  done  the  task 
Which  to  me  was  given  ? 

4  Little  drops  of  rain 

Bring  the  springing  flowers ; 
And  I  may  attain 
Much  by  little  powers. 

6  Every  little  mite, 

Every  little  measure 
Helps  to  spread  the  light. 
Helps  to  swell  the  treasure. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  1ST 

216.  Go  ye  to  all  Lands.  P.  M. 

Bra  ,96. 

1  PO  ye  to  the  land  of  the  cedar  and  vine. 

When  their 

heave 

garden  was  filled  with  the  presence 
divine. 

plain ; 
For  a  star  hath  arisen  to  shine  through  the  gloom 
a  life  breaketh  forth  from  the  verge 
tomb. 

2  Go  ye  to  the  land  of  jewel  and  gem, 

Go  ye  to  the  sb  st  of  pearl, 

Thi  ;  iven  to  their. — 

There  early  the  banner  of  glory  unfurl ; 
Oh  !  go  to  the  isles  in  the  oceans  wide  bn 
An 

ye  to  the  land  of  the  olive,  and  teach 
Of  a  peace  which  the  world  is  not  able  to  gi 
To   the   flowery  land,  where   the   m  b 
reach 
The  million  that  wait  in  the  Saviour  to  live ; 
Go  ye  to  the  land  of  the  ruby  and  gold, 
And  bid  them  the  crown  of  redemption  behold. 

4  Go  ye  to  the  land  where  the  Ethiop  r 

And  stretches  his  long- fettered  hand  unto  God', 
Oh !  tell  them  of  heaven,  and  point  to  the  homes 
Where  never  the  \^o  A  jsion  hath  trod  ; 

And  the  desert  shall  bloom,  and  the  barren 

sing. 
And  the  wilderness  forth  into  beauty  shall  spring. 


188  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

5  Go  forth,  mighty  Word  !  till  all  nations  shall  henr  ! 
Speak  thou  to  the  straying  in  accents  of  peace*, 
Till  the   millions  shall  see  the   bright   morning 
appear, 
And  the  kingdom  of  Christ  shall  have  endless 
increase  ; 
And  the  song  shall  break  forth,  in  an  anthem 
divine, 
"  The  power,  0  Jesus  !  and  the  glory  be  thine !" 


217. 


Good  Tidings. 

New  Lute  of  Zion,  185. 

1  CHOUT  the  tidings  of  salvation 
^  To  the  aged  and  the  young, 
Till  the  precious  invitation 

Waken  every  heart  and  tongue. 

Send  the  sound  the  earth  around. 

2  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation, 

O'er  the  prairies  of  the  vest, 
Till  each  'gathering  congregation 
With  the  Gospel  sound  is  blest. 
Send  the  sound,  &c. 

3  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation, 

Mingling  with  the  ocean's  roar, 
Till  the  ships  of  every  nation 

Bear  the  news  from  shore  to  shore. 
Send  the  sound,  &c. 

4  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation 

O'er  the  islands  of  the  sea, 
Till  in  humble  adoration 

All  to  Christ  shall  bow  the  knee. 
Send  the  sound,  &c. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  189 

<^18.  Missionary  Meeting.  L.  ML 

:inl  Girls'  Singing  Book,  119. 

1  TESTIS!  in  Christian  love  we  meet, 
"      To  bring  an  offering  to  thy  : 

All  in  their  hands  some  talent  bear, 
And  lay  it  humbly,  freely  there. 

2  Yes,  for  thy  Gospel's  cause,  with  joy, 
Our  hands,  our  hearts  we  would  employ ; 
Oh  !   smile  upon  us  from  above, 

That  blest  may  be  our  work  of  love. 

3  Then  let  us  feel  thy  presence  near 
Whilst  met  in  holy  union  here ; 
Our  zeal,  our  love  do  thou  inciv 
And  let  us  reap  the  fruits  of  peace. 


219.       Reply  to  the  Call  of  the  Hcathan.     7s  &  6s 

Boys'  an  1  Girls'  Singing  Book,  136. 

1  T^ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  ooral  strand  ; 
"Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
The}'  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 


190  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !  0  Salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story ; 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


220.      When  shall  the  Voice  of  Singing.     7s  &  6ft 

Plymouth  Collection,  ?17. 

1  T\rEEX  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

* '      Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  Him,  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign  ? 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly  ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 
Shall  echo  the  reply  : 


221. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  191 

High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 


Western  Anthem.  P.  M. 

Bralbarv's  S.  S.  Choir,  98. 

1  "PROM  the  wide,  far-stretching  prairies , 

From  the  mountains  tipped  with  snow, 
From  the  mighty  streams  that  carry 
Count  ires  as  they  flow, 

Songs  are  swelling 
From  the  west's  unmeasured  bound, 

Tongues  are  telling 
Joyful  tidings  all  around. 

2  From  the  cabin  rough  and  lowly, 

From  the  temple's  pointing  spire, 

"Wake  the  praises,  pure  and  holy, 

Kindled  by  a  heavenly  fire  ; 

While  the  straying 

Meet  to  hear  the  voice  of  prayer, 

Humbly  paying 
Yows  to  God  submissive  there. 

3  From  the  torrent's  lofty  pealing. 

From  the  forest's  solemn  shade, 

Where  the  silver  stream  is  stealing 

Through  the  quiet  mossy  glade, 

Hopes  are  springing 

Up  to  God's  eternal  throne, 

Sighs  are  winging 
On  the"  spirit's  earnest  moan. 


192  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  Where  the  red  man  fast  is  failing 

From  his  holy  father-': 
The  ':  Great  Spirit/'  all  prevailing, 
Soon  may  lead  a  ransomed  band, 
TVho  will  never 
Hear  again  the  warring  sound, 

But  forever 
Shall  with  Christ  on  high  be  found. 

5  In  the  storm's  resistless  power, 

In  the  grandeur  of  the  stream, 
In  the  perfume  of  the  flower. 

And  the  flashing  noon-day  beam — 
In  the  breathing 
Of  the  zephyrs  as  they 

Hymns  are  wreathing 
To  their  Maker  in  the  sky, 

6  Come,  then  children !  bnght,  immortal ! 

Come  to  Jesus  in  your  youth ! 
Heaven  has  opened  wide  ics  portals, 
Radiant  with  its  gracious  truth. 
He  that  early 
In  the  fear  of  God  is  led. 
Finds  the  pearly 
Gates  of  bliss  where  angels  tread, 


222.  Tell  us  of  the  Night.  7a. 

.  SOd. 

1  WATCHMAN!  tell  us  of  the  night, 
' y      AVhat  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  you  mountain's  height, 
See  that  glory-beaming  star  I 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION-.  193 

Watchman!    I 

Aoght  of 
Tra  y — 

Promised  day  of  Israel 

2  Watchman]  tell  us  of 

Trav 

I  troth,  its  course  portends! 
hmanl  will 
Gild  the  sj  m  birth? 

Traveller ! 
Sec,  it  bor  nth. 

3  Watchman]  tell  us  of  the  night. 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  dark 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

ring  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller!  lo!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo !  the  Son  of  G-od  is  come ! 


223.  The  Gospel  Banner.  7s  &  6s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  JW. 

1  "W"OTT  be  the  Gospel  banner 
In  every  land  unfurled, 
And  be  the  shout  hosanna 

Reechoed  through  the  world : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation. 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 
And  join  the  happy  throng. 


194  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Yes.  thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

0  Jesus  !  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy"  favor. 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings ' 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  desert3  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


224.  The  Prince  of  Salvation.    123,  lis,  &  8s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  323. 

1  THE  Prince  of  Salvation  in  triumph  is  riding, 

And  glory  attends  him  along  his  bright  way ; 
The  news  of  his  grace  on  the  breezes  are  gliding, 
And  nations  are  owning  his 

2  Ride  on  in  thy  greatness,  thou  conquering  Saviour, 

Let  thousands  of  thousands  submit  to  thy  reign, 
Acknowledge  thy  goodness,  eu treat  for  thy  favor, 
And  follow  thy  glorious  train. 

3  Then  loud  shall  ascend  from  each  sanctified  nation 

The  voice  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise, 
And  heaven  shall  reecho  the  song  of  salvation. 
In  rich  and  melodious  lays. 


Ho*  Millennium.  lis  &  10s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  310. 

1  II  AIL  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning ! 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain ; 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning, 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  195 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  oi"  Zion'fl  glad  morning, 
Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold  ; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage 

Gentiles  and  Jews  t!  n  behold, 

5  Lo !  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 
Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along; 
Loud  from  the  mountain- tops  echoes  are  ringing, 
"Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  song. 

1  See,  from  ail  lands — from  the  isles  of  the  ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion. 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 


226.  Wake  the  Song. 

Plymouth  Collection,  908, 

1  1VAKE  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea ; 
Now  is  come  the  promised  hour, 
Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power. 

Wake  the  song,  <fcc. 

2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing. 
Christ  of  lords  and  kings  is  King ; 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Jesus  reigns  for  evermore. 

Wake  the  song,  Ac. 

3  Now  the  desert  lands  rejoice, 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice ; 
Tea,  the  wrhole  creation  sings, 
Jesus  is  the  Xing  of  kings. 

Wake  the  song,  k' 


196  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2<o7.  Rejoice,  the  Promised  Time  is  Coming.   P.  K. 

Yonng  Choir,  86. 

1  "DEJOICE,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 

"     Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom ; 

And  Zion's  children  then  shall  sing, 

The  deserts  all  are  blossoming. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom. 

The  G-ospel  banner  wide  unfurled,  I 

Shall  wave  in  triumph  o'er  the  world ; 

And  every  creature,  bond  and  free, 

Shall  hail  the  glorious  jubilee. 

2  Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  Peace  shall  reign ; 

And  lambs  shall  with  the  leopard  play  ; 

For  naught  shall  harm  in  Zion's  way. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  Peace  shall  reign; 

The  sword  and  spear,  of  needless  worth, 

Shall  prune  the  tree  and  plough  the  earth ; 

And  peace  shall  smile  from  shore  to  shore  ; 

And. nations  learn  to  war  no  more. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  Peace  shall  reign. 


228.  The  Gospel  Trumpet— Jubilee.  P.  31 

Plymouth  Collection,  118. 

1       DLOTV  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
-^     The  gladly  solemn  sound ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come , 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


LEE  AYBffUB   COLLECTION'.  197 

■At  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Redemption  by 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim: 
The  year  of  jubile 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

Ye.  who  have  sold  for  naught 

The  heritage  a: 

Shall  have  it  back,  unboui- 

The  gift  of  Jesus',  love ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  rec 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dw 

i  re  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

The  Gospel  trumpet  hear, 

Tin  rdning  grace; 

Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 

Behold  you  -  lace; 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  fa 

Jesus,  our  Great  High  Pi i 

lias  full  atonement  made  . 
rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


)98  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

229.  The  Glories  of  the  Church.  8s  & 

Plymouth  Collection,  81* 

1  rjLORTOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

J     Zion,  city  of  our  God ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

Who  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 

She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 

And  the  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Onward  flows  her  thirst  t'  assuage — 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord — the  giver 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory 'and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Forms  thee  for  his  own  abode 


LEE   AVENUE   COI      ACTION.  199 

230.  Universal  Praise.  L.  BL 

Plymouth  Collection,  1G3. 

1  "FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
*■    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  name  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


231.    Let  the  Song  of  Praise  and  Gladness.   8s  &  7s. 

School  Singer,  1  J. 

1  JET  the  song  of  praise  and  gladness 
■^  Ring  to  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
See  the  veil  of  gloom  and  sadness 

Yielding  at  the  Gospel's  sound ; 
Thanks  to  Heaven  for  every  blessing 

Showered  upon  us  through  the  year ; 
Health  and  competence  possessing, 

Can  we  wish  for  greater  here  ? 


Freedom's  banner  floats  above  us, 

Peace  and  plenty  crown  our  land ; 
Learning  spreads  her  stores  around  us, 

Comforts  rise  on  every  hand ; 
O'er  benighted  souls  is  breaking 

Daily,  now,  the  light  divine  ; 
Heathen  minds,  from  slumber  waking, 

Feel  religion's  influence  shine. 


200  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Favored  youth  of  every  nation. 

Come  !  obey  the  solemn  call ; 
Let  the  tidings  of  salvation 

You  have  heard,  be  known  to  all ; 
Be  our  happiness  extended 

To  each  region  of  the  earth, 
Till  their  songs  with  praise  are  blended, 

At  a  blest  Redeemer's  birth. 

4  And  to  us  the  trust  be  given — 

Children  of  a  ransomed  land — 
To  send  the  ministry  of  heaven 

To  mountain  height  and  desert  sand  ; 
Let  no  year  that  passes  o'er  us 

E'er  behold  our  labors  cease, 
Till  distant  islands, 

"Wave  the  Gospel  flag  of  peace. 


^3<o.  Thanksgiving.  8s. 

Carmi&a  Sacra. 

1  JET  gratitude  waken  ihe  song, 

-^     And  swell  the  harmonious  lyre  ; 
Let  praise  the  sweet  anthem  prolong, 

And  joy  every  bosom  inspire ! 
"What  favors  around  us  have  flowed, 

Unmeasured,  unspeakably  great, 
By  Heaven  in  rich  mercy  bestowed 

On  man  in  his  fallen  estate  ! 

2  The  earth  with  rich  verdure  is  crowned, 

The  fruits  in  their  fullness  appear, 
The  songs  of  the  reapers  resound, 
And  plenty  encircles  the  year ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  20\ 

The  bl  freedom  arc  ours, 

And  knowledge  of  virtue  increase  ; 

No  foe  is  invading  our  - 

We  live  with  the  nations  at  peace. 

The  sound  of  the  Gospel  is  heard, 

The  Scriptures  their  treasures  unfold, 
Wliil  believe  in  the  word, 

More  precious  than  silver  or  gold ; 
No  fierce  persecutions  arise, 

The  heart  and  the  conscience  to  bind ; 
That  wisdom  which  Heaven  supplies, 

The  weakest  believer  may  find. 

Let  gratitude  waken  the 

And  swell  the  harmonious  lyre ; 
Let  praise  the  sweet  anthem  prolong, 

And  joy  every  bosom  inspire  ; 
A  nation  so  favored  of  God 

Should  ever  acknowledge  his  hand- 
Should  send  his  salvation  abroad, 

His  G-ospel  to  every  land. 


202 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


233.  Secret  Prayer.  7s  &( 

Sunday-School  Harmonist,  91. 

1  n  O  when  the  morning  shineth, 
^     Go  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 
Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling- 
Send  earthly  thoughts  away— 
'    And  in  thy  chamber  kneeling, 
Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  2 OS 

2  Oh  !  not  a  joy  or  bl 

With  this  can  v.- 
The  power  that  He  hath  given  us. 

To  pour  our  ra yer  ; 

Then  for  thyself  and  neighbor 

A  blessing  humbly  claim. 
And  link  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray. 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 
'  When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
-ilent  breathing 
Thy  spirit  lifts  above, 
Will  reach  His  throne  of  glory, 
re  dwells  eternal  love. 

4  Oh !  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare. 
The  grace  our  Father  gives 

To  p  >ur  our  soaI9  in  prayer  ; 
Whene'er  thou  art  in  Bacffi 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Remember,  too.  in  gladness. 

His  love,  who  gave  thee  alL 


^34.  Just  as  thou  art.  8s  &  6a, 

Plymouth  Collection,  132. 

1    JUST  as  thou  art,  without  one  trace 
^      Of  love,  or  joy,  or  inward  grace, 
Or  meetness  for  the  heavenly  place, 
0  guilty  sinner  !  come  I 


204  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION*. 

2  Thy  sins  I  bore  on  Calvary's  tree  ; 
The  stripes  thy  due  were  laid  on  me, 
That  peace  and  pardon  might  be  free ; 

0  wretched  sinner !  come  ! 

3  Come !  leave  thy  burden  at  the  cross, 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross ; 
My  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss ; 

0  needy  sinner !  come  ! 

4  Come!  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thine  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears  ; 
Tig  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears ; 

0  trembling  sinner !  come ! 

5  "The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  Come!" 
Rejoicing  saints  reecho.  Come  ! 

Who  taints,  who  thirsts,  who  will  may  come  • 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  come  ! 


235.  Just  as  I  am.  8s  &  6a 

Plymouth  Collection,  132. 

1  JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 

^      But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 

A.nd  that  thou  bidcl'st  me  come  to  thee, 

0  Lamb  of  God  !  I  come  ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 

To  cleanse  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  thee,  whose  blood  can  wash  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God !  I  come ! 


LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION'.  206 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

O  Lamb  of  G  od  !  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind — 
Sight,  riches,  healing  ci'  the* mind) 
Yea,  all  I  need.  find  ; 

0  Lamb  of  God !  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  neve, 

Because  thy  promise  1  beli 

0  Lamb  of  God  !  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am.  thy  love.  I  own. 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Xow  to  be  thine,  and  thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God  !   I  come  I 


O.  Prayer  of  a  Penitent.  C.  2£ 

..  254. 

1  A  TIIOF  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
^     Contrition's  humble  Big 

Whose  hand  indulgent 
From  sorrow's  weeping  . 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  : 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  '•  Return  ?? 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
Oh  !  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 


206  LEE   AYEXUE   COLLECTION. 

4  Oh  !  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 


^37.  Importunat3  Prayer.  S.  M 

Plymouth  Collection.  226. 

1  JESUS,  who  knows  full  well 
^      The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us  all  our  grieft  to  tell, 

To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear — 

"We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Though  unbelief  suggest, 

"Why  should  we  longer  wait?" 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest, 
But  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cry ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 

6  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer : 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and  from  on  high 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION-.  207 


Power  of  Beligion.  7s 

tiarmoni**.  216. 

ITIS  religion  that  can  give 

Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live  ; 
'Tis  religion  must  suppy 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 
After  death  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ! 
Be  the  living  God  our  friend,  • 
Then  our  bliss  shall  never  end. 


"Wrestling  for  a  Blessing.  7a 

Song-s  of  Zion,  100 

VAY.  I  can  not  let  thee  go 

Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 
Once  a  sinner  near  despair 

it  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer: 
.-  heard  and  set  him  free — 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

Many  years  have  passed  since  then, 

Many  changes  have  I  seen. 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now — 

TFho  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

Xay.  I  must  maintain  my  hold; 

'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold  : 

I  can  no  denial  take 

"When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


208  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


<£Q:0,  Repentance.  C.  3L 

Plymouth  Collection,  144. 

1  A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
*"-     And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  de\f)te  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  "Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  TTell  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God.  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

"While  his  dear  cross  appears. 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfully 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  te 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord.  I  give  myself  away  ; 
'lis  all  that  I  can  do. 


241.        LIust  Jesus  bear  his  Cross  alone  T        C.  I 

Plymouth  Coll 

1  "\rUST  Jesus  bear  his  cross  alone, 

-  *     And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 

No.  there's  a  cross  for  every  one. 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 


LEE   A\ENUE   COLLECTION.  209 

2  How  happy  arc  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  hero ; 
But  now  they  taste  unmipgled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  crosa  I'll  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  me  tree, 
And  then  go  home  iry  crown  to  wear— 
For  there's  a  crows*  for  me. 


<3.  Not  ashamed  *x  Jesus.  L.  M 

Plymouth  Collection,  159. 

1  JESUS,  and  shall  it  e  er  be, 

^      A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whoia  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  socr^v  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  o^sm  a  star: 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  QgM  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soi*l  01  rvnc, 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  th<%t  dea-*  "^riend 
On  whom  my  hopes  oi  heaven  expend ! 
No :  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  *L^me. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away ; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave ; 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 


210  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

5  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  oh !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 


243.  Hark !  those  Happy  Voices.  P.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  129. 

1  II ARK !  those  happy  voices,  saying, 

"  Yet  there's  room : 
Sinner,  come, 
Heaven's  call  obeying." 

2  Now  the  feast  is  spread  before  thee, 

Wait  no  more, 
Grace  implore, 
Peace  shall  then  come  o'er  thee. 

3  Bless  the  Lord  of  life  forever, 

0  my  soul ! 
Bountiful, 
Infinite  his  favor. 

4  Bless  the  Lord  of  thy  salvation, 

Who  in  love 
From  above, 
Heard  thy  supplication., 

6  Bless  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  ; 
Through  his  blood 
That  freely  flowed, 
Are  thy  sins  forgiven. 

$  Bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  abounding, 
Fills  thy  days 
With  joy  and  praise, 
Songs  of  triumph  sounding. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  211 

244.  Salvation  by  Grace:  S.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  192. 

1  P  R  ACE  !   'tis  a  charming  sound, 
^     Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 

ven  with  the  echo  shall  resouad, 
01  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  d 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


|45.  Triumphs  of  Grace.  C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  180. 

1  A  MAZTXG  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound, 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me! 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 
I  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 

Hove  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 


212  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares 
I  have  already  come  : 
Tis  grace  has  brought  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 


246. 


A  Miracle  of  Grace.  8s  &  7s 

Plymouth  Collection,  S8&. 

IT  AIL,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus  1 
Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
Oh  !  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven ! 

Oh !  what  joy  and  happiness  ! 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 

Once  with  Adam's  race  in  rum, 

Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 
Witness,  all  ye  host  of  heaven, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 

Shout,  ye  bright,  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above, 
"Whilst  astonished  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love. 
That  blest  moment  I  received  him, 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION'.  213 

247.  The  Sacred  Call.  7s. 

ft]  Bonqaet,  223. 

1  pOME,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

^     Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Hither  come :  for  here  is  found 
Balm  for  every  bleeding  wound, 
Peace  which  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


248.  Invitation.  L.  K* 

Juvenile  Songs,  109. 

1  POME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls. 

^     Ye  heavy-laden  sinners  I  come  ! 
.  I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils. 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  rind  rest  that  learn  of  me  ; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  as  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  empty  as  the  wind, 

3  Jesus  !  we  come,  at  thy  command, 

With  faith,  and  hop?,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thv  wiLL 


214  LEE   AYENUE   COLLECTION. 

249.  How  Charming  the  Thought.  Us, 

Juvenile  Songs,  80. 

1  TIOW  charming  the  thought  that  the  spirits  in 
11        bliss 

Should  bow  their  bright  wings  to  a  world  such  aa 

this, 
And  leave  the  sweet  song3  of  the  mansions  above, 
To  breathe  o'er  our  bosoms  some  message  of  love. 

2  They  come !    on  the  wings  of  the  morning  they 

come, 
The  pilgrim  to  waft  from  this  stormy  abode — 
To  convoy  the  stranger  in  peace  to  his  home. 
And  lay  him  to  rest  in  the  arms  of  his  God. 


250.  The  Blood  of  Christ.  C.  ML 

Plymouth  Collection,  180. 

1  THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood,  . 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 


LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION.  215 

4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

:pply, 
Red  my  theme, 

And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  s". 

amering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  gra* 


Christ  the  Rock  of  Age3.  7s. 

...  110, 

1  T) 

Let  m  'fin  thee  ; 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood 

a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  ; 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone — 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  TVhile  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
TVhen  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
TVhen  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  a.ees  !  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  mvself  in  thee 


216  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

252.  Chief  among  Ten  Thousand.  C.  Bt 

Plymouth  Collection,  190. 

1  MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 
His  head,  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

6  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 
He  brings  my  weary  feet, 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  thy  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord!  they  should  all  be  thine* 


LEE    AYEXUE   COLLECTION.  2H 

253.  Oh !  there  will  be  Mourning.  P.  M. 

watfc  Collection,  123. 

1  AH!  there  will  be  mourning, 
^     Before  the  judgment--; 
When  this  world  is  burning 

Beneath  Jehovah's  le- 1 ; 

Friends  and  kindred  there  will  part* 

"Will  part  to  meet  no  more  ! 
Wrath  will  sink  the  rebel's  heart, 

While  saints  on  high  adore. 

2  Oli !  there  will  be  mourning, 

Before  the  judgment-seat, 
When  the  trumpet's  warning 
The  sinner's  ear  shall  greet. 

Friends  and  kindred,  &c 

3  Oh  1  there  will  be  mourning, 

Before  the  judgment-seat, 
When  from  dust  returning. 

The  lost  their  doom  shall  meet. 
Friends  and  kindred,  &c. 

4  Oh  1  there  will  be  mourning, 

Before  the  judgment-seat ! 
Justice,  ever  frowning. 
Shall  seal  the  sinner's  late. 
Friends  and  kindred,  «kc 


218 


LEE  AVEXUE  COLLECTION. 


254. 


The  Banner  Hymn.  P.  M. 

Wilder'*  Musical  Elementary,  140. 

1  AH !  'tis  in  the  land  of  the  Bible  we  love, 

^     Which  so  proudly  we  hail  in  the  Gospel  light 

gleaming, 
"Whose  radiance  reflecting  pure  light  from  above, 
O'er  the  land  of  the  heathen  in  brilliance  is 
streaming: 
In  strength  do  we  gather,  in  might  do  we 

come, 
The  youth  of  our  country  —  the  pride  of 

our  home ; 
And  long  may  the  Sabbath-school  Banner 

still  wave 
"  O'er  the  land  of  the  free,  and  the  home  of 
the  brave." 


LEE    AVEXUE    COLLECTION".  219 

ad  in  numbers  appear. 
Rich  and  poor  meet  alike  the  loved  standard  sur- 
roun 
What  a  garden  for  culture — what  tendrils  to  rear  ! 
What   a   field  for  your   labors! — the   harvest 
aboundi:. 
In  strength  do  we  gather,  &c. 

Oh!  guide  us  in  truth,  and  the  future  will  smile; 
Be  your  precepts  in  love,  and  we  gladly  recehe 
them  : 
No  infidel  tale  will  our  reason  beguile, 

But  the  words  of  the  Bible,  our  young  hearts 
believe  them  : 
In  strength  do  we  gather.  &c. 

And  in  love  we  will  think  of  the  heathen  afar. 
And  forget  not  to  pray  for  his  mind's  desolation  ; 

The  mission  of  mercy  shall  beam  as  a  star. 

And  shall  gild  with  its  brilliance  each  far-distant 
nation  : 
In  sirength  do  we  gather,  &c. 

And  our  own  land  of  freedom  —  be  it  ever  the 
same  : 
Future  ages  shall  read  and  rejoice  in  our  story; 
Our  Sunday-school  system  shall  gain  us  a  name, 
And   religion  shall  wreathe  our  young   brows 
with  its  glory  : 
The  cause  that  we  love — Oh!  triumph  it 

must. 
With  the  brave  be  our  motto — "In  God  i3 
our  trust !"' 
.  Then  long  may  the  Sabbath-school  bannei 
still  wave 
M  O'er  the  land  of  the  free,  and  the  home  of 
the  brave." 


220  LEE   AYEXTJE   COLLECTION. 

255.  Hail  the  Armed  and  Marshalled  Band.    P.  M 

WD  lert  Ifnslca]  DaoMntary,  130 

1  IT  AIL  the  armed  and.  marshalled  band, 

Marching  through  Immanuel's  land 
Ye  soldiers  of  our  heavenly  King ! 
Ye  soldiers  of  our  heavenly  King! 
Though  hosts  of  foes  against  you  fight, 
Ye  triumph  in  the  Saviours  might : 
His  banner  to  the  breezes  fling. 
And  shout  for  your  victorious  King  ! 
To  each  he  gives  a  glorious  prize, 
A  crown  of  light  above  the  skies. 

Firm  in  duty  let  us  be ; 

He  will  give  us  victory ; 

He  shall  bring  us  to  the  shore, 

"Where  peace  reigns  for  evermore. 

2  Lo !  the  Chief  whose  name  you  bear, 
In  Ins  strength  all  perils  dare ; 
Then  let  the  storm  of  battle  beat, 
Then  let  the  storm  of  battle  beat, 
In  majesty  he  leads  us  on, 
And  soon  the  meed  of  valor  won, 
His  glory  all  on  earth  shall  see, 
And  worship  everlastingly ; 
And  heaven's  wide  realms  with  lond  a<^l«L 
Join  in  the  anthem  to  his  name. 

Firm  in  dutv  let  us  be,  &c. 


258.     To  hear  Redemption's  Sacred  Story.      P   SL 

WiMer's  Musical  Elementary,  1J 

1  TO  hear  redemptions  sacred  story, 
*■     In  darkness  distant  myriads  wait ; 


on  iraruE  collbcttoit.  M 

To  pour  on  them  that  heavenly  •_ 

ill  we  not  ope  the 
Shall  ignorance,  the  d 
And 

In  desolation  wrap  tJ 
And  Chris  ad  uriheedin 

v  Then  rouse  ye,  ye  who  serve 

Oar  g] 
His  name,  his  name  to  le-ach, 

And  let  them  lev 

2  The  love  of  Chri  gn  it, 

holy  flame? 

I 
Or  nature's  universal  fram 
To 

ray  has  da:' 
But  lo  !  the  Sun  of  Righteousn 
The  harvest  and  the  laborers  reaping  1 
Then  rouse  ye,  &C. 


A1 


257.  All  Hail  to  Christ,  our  King  !       5s  &  4t 

Fly:.  :     ;V»S. 

LL  hail  to  Christ  our  King ! 

Jesus,  immortal  King ! 

Our  gracious  King, 
Ever  victorious. 
Holy  and  glorious ; 
Ever  reign 

Jesus  our  King ! 

2  Father  and  God  !   arise, 
Confound  his  enemies  ; 

Let  them  bow  down — 


222  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION 

Bow  to  thy  chastening  rod, 
Saved  by  thy  precious  blood, 
Saviour  and  mighty  God, 
Jesus  our  King ! 

3  From  every  lurking  foe, 
Save  us,  we  pray  thee  now 

And  evermore ; 
May  we  obey  thy  laws, 
Fight  in  thy  holy  cause, 
Singing  with  heart  and  voice, 
Hail  to  our  King  ! 


258,  "  Compel  them  to  come  in."  C.  H.  BL 

New  Lute  of  Zion,  936. 

1  P  0  into  every  street  and  lane, 
^     Betimes  the  work  begin ; 
Gently,  by  love,  each  soul  constrain, 

"  Compel  them  to  come  in  :" 
The  house  of  prayer's  the  gate  of  heaven, 
To  all  the  invitation's  given. 

2  Let  all  the  wretched  hear  thy  voice, 

.  wayward  wanderer  seek ; 
Tell  of  a  heaven  of  boundless  joys, 

Of  peace  and  pardon  speak ; 
And  all  God's  counsel  to  declare. 
Tell  of  a  world  of  dark  despair ! 

3  To  ail  be  courteous,  meek,  and  mild, 

Affectionate,  sincere  ; 
And  if  at  any  time  reviled, 

I  not  to  wrath  or  fear; 
But  joyfully  endure  the  shame, 
♦ :  '  -oaeh,  for  Jesus'  name. 


559. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  223 

"  Cast  thy  Bread  upon  the  Waters."     C.  M, 

:.:h-Sohool  Concert  Hymns,  4L 

1  |jP0^T  the  watera  cast  thy  bread, 

And  after  many  days,* 
It  shall  come  back  to  thee  again  ; 
And  fill  thy  mouth  with  praise! 

2  What  is  the  bread,  in  whose  rich  yield, 

The  sower  comfort  iinds  ? 
It  is  the  seed  of  Gospel  truth, 

3  T§£attered  m  y°utnfW  minda, 

Spreau^re  the  Sabbath-school, 
The  sowers.  the"*  tbc.  land  ■ 
Who  go  forth,  seea  ^  are 

4  To-day,  it  may  not  break  the  < 

Nor  yet,  to-morrow,  bloom  ; 
Yet  faint  not,  you  in  God's  own  time, 
Shall  shout  the  harvest  home. 


;60.  The  Sower.  P.  BL 

•  -,  37. 

1  HO  sow  thy  seed  on  the  mountain's  top— 
^       Go  scatter  it  in  the  vale  ; 
In  due  time  thou  shalt  reap  the  crop, 
For  his  word  can  never  fail. 

3  What  though  some  fall  upon  the  track. 
By  thoughtless  travellers  worn, 
And  the  fowls  of  heaven  supply  their  tar' 
From  the  unburied  ^-n  ? 


224  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  What  though  some  falls  on  stony  ground, 

And  with  the  morn  springs  up, 
But  when  the  sun  is  hot,  is  found 
To  mock  the  tiller's  hope  ? 

4  What  though  amid  the  pricking  thorns, 

Some  precious  seed  may  fall, 
And  gain  at  best,  a  sickly  growth, 
And  bear  no  fruit  at  all  ? 

5  Go  sow  thy  seed  on  the  mountain's  top — 

Go  scatter  it  in  the  vale  ;  *j) ; 

In  due  time,  thou  shalt  rea^.' ' 
For  his  word  can  ^ ' 


Sowing  the  Seed.  s.  ]&, 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Bosk,  1W. 

1  COW  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, 
Broad-cast  it  round  the  land. 

2  Beside  all  waters  sow,  # 

The  highway  furrows  stock, 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow. 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground, 

Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 
O'er  hill  and  dale  by  spots  'tis  found  ; 
Go  forth  then  everywhere. 


LEE   AVEXUE   0OLLBC1  2*>5 

may  thrive, 
The  late  or  eai 
Gra  sious  germ  alive, 

When  and  where  i 

5  And  duly  shall  apj 

111    Y 

The  ten  J  ear, 

the  full  corn  at  length. 

:  not  toil  in  vain : 

•.  and  dry, 
r  and  mature 
For  garners  in 

*i  Then  when  the  glorious  en 
The  day  me, 

The  angel-. 
And  hea-.  i  iarvest  home  V 


262.  Spiritual  Harvest  8s  &  7s. 

is'  Singing  Book,  149. 

1  ITE  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 

Bearing  still  the  precious  seed, 

All  his  lab  jeed. 

Then  will  fall  the  rain  of  heaven, 

Then  the  sun  of  mercy  shine : 
Frecious  fruits  will  then  be  given, 

Through  an  influence  ail  divine. 

2  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  w 

Xor  let  fears  thy  mind  employ ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  d- 

Thou  mayst  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 


226  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Lo !  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening, 
See  the  rising  grain  appear ; 

Look  again,  the  fields  are  whitening ; 
Sure  the  harvest  time  is  near. 


26o.  Toil  on,  Teachers.  8s  &  7i 

Boys'  an!  Girls'  Singing  Book,  148. 

1  TOIL  on.  teachers  !  toil  on  boldly, 

Labor  on  and  watch  and  pray  ; 
Men  may  scoff  and  treat  you  coldly, 

Heed  them  not.  go  on  your  way; 
Jesus  is  a  loving  master ; 

Cease  not  then  his  work  to  do ; 
Cleave  to  him  still  closer,  faster, 

He  will  own  and  honor  you. 

2  Toil  on.  teachers !  nothing  daunted, 

Whatsoever  may  oppose ; 
Y~ou  shall  have  all  help  that's  wanted, 

Jesus  every  peril  knows: 
Be  not  fearful,  terror-stricken, 

Tremble  not  at  any  foe — 
Danger !  let  it  only  quicken, 

Make  your  Christian  courage  show. 

3  Toil  on,  teachers !  toil  on  ever, 

Constantly,  unflinching  toil ; 
Faint  ye  not.  and  weary  never, 

Labor  on  in  every  soil  ; 
Listless  souls  one  day  may  waken, 

Buried  seed  spring  up  and  grow ; 
Sin's  stout  bulwarks  may  be  shaken, 

Hardened  hearts  may  be  brought  low. 


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4.  Toil  on,  teachers  !  earnest,  steady, 

Sowing  well  the  seed  of  truth  ; 
Always  willing,  cheerful,  ready, 

Watching  r  youth; 

Patient  firm,  a 

Prayer  wi. 

Faithful  to  the  end  endure. 

6  Toil  on,  teachers  ' 
What  the  Saviou 
Satan  seeks  young  souls  to  ruin. 

Kindly  still  he  looks  upon  I 

Ten  tils  them  n 

Sheds  his  ,Lrraco  and  mercy  on  tfa 

While  his  blessed  voice  they  hear. 

6  Toil  on,  teachers !  in  due  season, 

Reaping  time  will  surely  come  ; 
You  shall  yet  have  g]  -on, 

To  rejoice  in  harvest  h 
Many  a  shining  one  in  giof 

As  the  endless  ages  roll, 
Shall  reveal  the  welcome  story. 

How  by  you,  Christ  saved  his  soul. 


264.  The  Teacher's  Resolve.  H.  M. 

p:>  ..  2io. 

1   /'[.RACE  shall  our  souls  inspire 
J     With  holy  love  to  all ; 
Nor  let  us  ever  tire 

Where  want  and  duty  call ! 
Oh !  let  it  ne'er  be  said  again, 
u  What  do  ye  more  than  other  men  "• 


228  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  The  wretched  we  would  seek, 

The  naked  we  would  clothe; 
The  mists  of  folly  break. 

With  sacred  light  and  love  : 
The  mourner  cheer,  the  hungry  feed, 
And  for  the  poor  and  needy  plead. 

3  Does  Jesus  intercede 

Before  his  Father's  throne  ? 
Did  he  on  Calvary  bleed, 

And  wear  the  thorny  crown  ? 
And  all  for  us !   0  love  divine ! 
Jesus,  our  all  be  ever  thine. 

4  The  promise  we  receive. 

Will  amply  then  repay 
The  mite  we  freely  give 

To  these  dear  youths  to-day  ; 
Accept  the  offering  we  impart, 
The  tribute  of  a  grateful  heart. 


<£bO.  Prayer  for  Divine  Assistance.  11a 

Boys'  and  Girte'  Singing-  Book,  11-2. 

1  THE  mercy  of  Jesus  has  brought  us  once  more 
To  bow  at  his  footstool,  his  aid  to  implore  • 
That  we  who  the  office  of  teachers  sustain, 
May  neither  grow  weary  nor  labor  in  vain. 

1  The  work  we  engage  in  is  great,  we  confess, 
And  we  have  no  might  to  insure  its  success ; 
"V7e  now  are  assembled  assistance  to  seek 
From  Him  who  has  promised  to  strengthen  the 
weak. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION'.  22$ 

3  We  pray  for  that  wisdom  which  comes  from  above, 
To  render  our  duty  a  service  of  love  ; 

To  open  the  minds  of  the  children  to  see 
How  pleasant  the  ways  of  religion  must  be. 

4  We  ask  to  exhibit,  in  word  and  in  deed, 
A  holy  example  that  children  may  read ; 

our  endeavors  all  centre  in  this, 
Hereafter  to  meet  thern  in  glory  and  bliss* 


266.  Becking  a  Blearing.  P.  M. 

8    5.  Choir,  17. 

1  WHILE  the  heavenly  seed  we're  sowing, 

I.  appear, 
Our  hearts  to  cheer, 
.:ins  of  mercy  flow 

2  While  these  children  we're  addressing, 

Crown  thy  word, 
Indulgent  Lord, 
With  thy  richest  blessing. 

3  Let  them  feel  their  lost  condition, 

ipply' 

With  earnest  cry 
To  the  great  Physician. 

4  When  they  hear  thy  bleeding  story, 

Slay  they  feel 
Thy  sweet  appeal, 
And  give  to  thee  the  glory. 


230  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

267.  My  Class.  P.  M. 

School  Singer,  191. 

1  WHEN  Sabbath's  hallowed  morn  I  meet, 

What  makes  its  sacred  hours  so  sweet  ? 
The  hope  that  I  this  day  shall  meet 

My  class,  my  class. 

2  When  to  the  closet  I  repair,  « 
To  tell  my  wants  to  Jesus  there, 

What  is  the  burden  of  my  prayer  ? 
My  class,  &c. 

3  What  calls  my  willing  feet  away, 
To  spend  an  hour  at  setting  day, 
With  fellow-teachers  oft  to  pray  ? 

My  class,  &c. 

4  Whose  wayward  footsteps  give  me  pain  ? 
O'er  whom,  still  bound  in  error's  chain, 
I've  seemed  to  weep  and  pray  in  vain  ? 

My  class,  &c. 


268.  The  Tract  Visitor.  8s  &  6a 

Spiritual  Songs,  177. 

1  P  0  forth  on  wings  of  fervent  prayer  ; 
^*     Go  with  the  message  from  above  ; 

G-o  in  the  Master's  name  you  love, 
Silent  but  eloquent  to  move — 
Till  e'en  the  deaf  shall  hear. 

2  To  every  dwelling  speed  your  way, 

Scatter  the  shades  of  error's  night, 
Kindle  the  rays  of  Gospel  light, 
Pour  them  around  in  splendor  bright — 
Till  e'en  the  blind  shall  see. 


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3  Bid  every  slumbering  soul  awake  ; 

Tell  of  the  darkness,  lire,  and  chains; 
Tell  of  the  heaven  whore  Jesus  reigns; 
Tell  of  his  love  in  melting  strains- 
Till  e'en  the  dumb  shall  speak. 

4  0  Jesus  !  give  thy  word  success  ; 

Lo  !  at  thy  footstool  now  we  bend  ; 
Only  on  thee  our  hopes  depend ; 
Thou  art  alone  the  sinner's  Friend — 
Thy  word  is  life  and  peace. 


269.         The  Earnest  Teacher's  Prayer.  S.  M. 

og  Book,  135. 

1  CAVE  all  my  children,  Lord! 
^      For  less  I  dare  not  ask  ; 

I  know  thou  wilt  fulfill  thy  word, 
If  I  fulfill  my  task. 

2  Thy  word  is  :  "  Work  and  pray  ; 

Toil  on,  'mid  hopes  and  fears : 
The  sowing  brings  the  reaping  day; 
The  harvest  follows  tears.'' 

3  Oh  !  let  me  strive  to  be 

The  laborer  thou  wilt  bles3 ; 
And  hourly  offer  unto  thee 
The  works  of  righteousness. 

4  Yet.  when  my  best  is  done, 

'lis  sin  and  folly  still ; 
My  only  plea  is,  that  thy  Son 
Wrought  out  thy  perfect  will. 

5  Then  hear  me  while  I  ask, 

"Save  all  my  children,  Lord!" 
While  I.  in  faith,  fulfill  my  task, 
Do  thou  fulfill  thy  word. 


232  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

<£70i      There  is  a  Spot  surpassing  Sweet.     8s  &  6a 

Air,  "  Lanesboro." 

New  Lute  of  Zion,  233. 

1  THERE  is  a  spot  surpassing  sweet, 

By  Sovereign  Kindness  given, 
"Where  old  and  young  together  meet, 
And  sit  them  down  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  learn  the  way  to  heaven. 

2  The  little  prattler  stops  his  play, 

On  Saturday  at  even. 
And  on  the  peaceful  Sabbath  day, 
He  comes  with  joy  to  learn  the  way, 

That  leads  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

3  The  stalwart  youth,  his  toils  forgot, 

One  peaceful  day  ir  »seven, 
Retires  to  this  delightful  spot, 
To  banish  earth,  and  spend  a  thought 

Upon  the  things  of  heaven. 

4  The  man  of  toil,  with  cares  oppressed, 

Who  all  the  week  has  striven, 
Comes  with  a  calm  and  peaceful  breast, 
To  think  of  joys,  and  dream  of  rest 

The  weary  find  in  heaven. 

6  The  hoary  veteran  on  the  brink 
Of  life's  concluding  even, 
Retires  from  busy  life  to  think, 
Within  this  spot,  the  brightest  link 
Between  the  earth  and  heaven. 

6  Ho  1  ye,  who,  in  Siioam's  pool. 

Have  washed  and  been  forgiven, 
Come  ye,  till  every  seat  is  full, 
And  grace  shall  make  the  Sabbath -school, 
The  very  gate  of  heaven. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  233 

The  Teacher's  Thoughts  of  Heaven.       L.  M. 

BcnV  \g  Book,  120. 

1  f\  WORLD  of  glory  and  of  bliss. 

^  Not  soiled  by  guilt,  or  marred  like  this, 
We  long  to  reach  thy  tranquil  shore, 
To  sin,  and  fear,  and  weep  no  more. 

2  We  long  to  pass  those  portals  bright, 
Ne'er  clouded  by  th'  approach  of  night ; 
"We  long  to  see  that  peaceful  brow, 

Once  stained  with  blood,  but  glorious  now. 

3  Yet,  when  we  bow  before  the  throne, 
We  would  not  find  ourselves  alone ; 

E'en  heaven  would  seem  less  glad  and  fair 
If  we  should  miss  our  children  there. 

4  Oh  1  may  we  toil,  and  pray,  and  weep, 
And  ever  wakeful  watchings  keep  ; 
That  every  child  whom  we  have  taught 
May  be  at  length  to  glory  brought. 


Teacher,  on  thy  Station  Stand.  7a 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  110. 

^  TEACHER,  on  thy  station  stand, 

A   Faithful  to  thy  Saviour's  call ; 
With  the  shield  of  faith  in  hand, 
Fearless  let  what  may  befall 
Nothing  fill  thee  with  dismay, 
Hunger,  toil,  or  length  of  way : 
In  the  strength  of  Jesus  boast, 
Never,  never  quit  thy  post  1" 


234  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


273. 


Teacher,  Grow  not  Faint.  P.  HL 

Sunday-School  Harmonist,  212. 

"  TEACHER,  grow  not  faint  nor  weary, 

Think  of  yonder  radiant  land, 
Where  the  laborers  rest  forever, 

'Mid  the  white-robed  angel  band : 
Rescued  souls  may  greet  you  there, 
Making  heaven  itself  more  fair," 


274.  Farewell  to  a  Teacher.  L.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  150. 

1  "HEAR  partner  of  our  hopes  and  fears, 

And  wilt  thou  here  no  longer  dwell, 
To  share  our  toils,  and  joys,  and  tears — 
And  must  we  bid  a  sad  farewell  ? 

2  Yes,  thou  must  fill  thy  future  lot, 

Far  from  thy  fond  and  cherished  friends ; 
But  not  to  be  by  us  forgot. 

While  life  its'  beating  pulses  spends. 

3  We'll  think  of  thee  amid  the  scene 

Of  each  returning  Sabbath  day. 
And  nowhere  else,  with  grief  so  keen, 
Will  mourn  that  thou  art  far  aw^ay. 

4  We'll  think  of  thee  whene'er  we  meet, 

Our  weekly  lessons  to  prepare, 
Nor  deem  our  social  band  complete, 

Whilst  thou,  dear  friend,  art  wanting  there. 


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5  "We'll  think  of  thee  around  the  board 
That  speaks  a  dying  Saviour's  love, 

And  trust  our  joy  will  be  restored, 

In  endless  fellowship  above. 

6  Oh!  may  the  Lord  thy  footsteps  guard, 

His  choieest  blessings  fill  thy  heart, 
And  crown  thee  with  his  rich  reward, 

Where  Christian  friends  no  more  shall  part 


P 


275.      The  Close  of  a  Meeting  for  Prayer.  7i. 

ng  Book,  103. 

F  'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 

Christians  meet  for  social  prayer ; 
If  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise, 
Passing  sweet  that  state  muSt  be, 
Where  they  meet  eternal!}'. 

Saviour !  may  these  meetings  prove 

Preparations  for  above : 

'While  we  worship  in  this  place, 

May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace, 

Till  we,  each  in  his  degree, 

Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 


236 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


276. 


The  Lambs  of  Jesus.  I.  M. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  3S, 

1  THE  lambs  of  Jesus — who  are  they, 

But  children  that  believe  and  pray  ? 
That  keep  God's  laws,  and  ask  his  grace, 
And  seek  a  heave aly  dwelling-place  ? 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION".  231 

are  meeK, 
The  words  of  pe  ith  they  speak  ; 

To  all  G-u  '  are  kind, 

;.  like  iheir  L  r; i.  of  gentle  m 

3  The  ln.mb3  of  J  I  that  we 

Might  of  that  blessed  number  be  ! 
Lord !  take  us  early  to  thy  love, 
And  lead  us  to  the  fold  above. 


7.  The  Swallow's  Nest.  L.  lit 

\». 
IKS'-  i  on  joyous  v 

^     To  carol  'raon^  the  leaves  of  spring, 
come, 
bafch  home. 

2  Wherever  we.have  chanced  to  rove, 
Through  verdant  field  or  shady  grove, 

weVe  found  like  this  dear  room, 
Our  Sabbath-school,  our  Sabbath  home. 

3  Once  mor 

to  kindly  1-?:. 
And  promise,  whereso'er  we  ro 

11  ne'er  forget  our  Sabbath  home, 

4  Our  school — it  is  the  swallow's  nest, 
Where  all  her  young  securely  rest ; 
Hither,  oh  I  ever  come, 
Ajid  near  ;-  thine  altars"  find  a  home. 


238  LEE    AVEXTE   COLLECTION. 

278.  Our  Sabbath  Home.  P.  M. 

_  -2;  Book,  121. 

1  AH  I  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath-home, 
^     And  learn  of  our  teachers  dear. 

Who  point  us  with  love  to  our  home  above, 
And  the  crown  that  awaits  us  there. 

2  Oh !  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath  home, 

When  the  six  days'  toil  is  oY-r. 
And  read  and  sing  of  our  heavenly  "King, 
And  learn  to  love  him  more. 

3  Oh !  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath  home 

But  we  would  not  come  alone ; 
We  would  each  bring  in  from  the  paths  of  Bin, 
Some  wretched  wandering  one  ; 

4  Whose  feet  now  stray  in  the  broad,  broad  way, 

Who  know  not  of  God  or  heaven ; 
And  would  bid  them  taste  of  the  blessed  feast, 
Which  our  Father's  love  hath  givea. 

5  Oh !  we  love  to  come  to  this  Sabbath  Lome, 

But  no  heart  or  tongue  can  tell 
Of  that  home  above,  which  a  Father's  love 
Has  for  those  who  do  his  will. 

6  Then  toil  we  on  till  the  race  is  won, 

And  the  pearly  gates  unfold, 
And  we  find  our  rest  on  the  Saviour's  breast, 
At  home  in  the  city  of  gold. 

Original  wtrds  by  a  lady  of  the  Lee  Avenue  Sunday-School. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  239 

279.  Filial  Affection.  P.  M. 

1  T)p]    kind   to   thy   father,    for   when    thou   wast 

Who* loved  thee  so  fondly  as  he? 
He  caught  the  first  accents   that   fell   from   thy 
_ue, 
joined  in  thy  innocent  glee; 
Be  kii  ther,  for  now  he  is  old, 

:  icka  intermingled  with  - 
His.  footsteps  are  feeble — once  fearless  and  bold  : 
Thy  father  is  passing  away. 

2  Be  kind  to  thy  mother,  for  lo !  on  her  brow 

May  traces  of  sorrow  be  seen; 
Oh!    well  may'st  thou  cherish  and  comfort   her 
now, 
For  loving  and  kind  she  hath  been; 
Remember  thy  mother !  for  thee  will  she  pray, 

long  as  God  giveth  her  breath ; 
With  accents  of  kindness,   then,  cheer  her  lone 

E'en  to  the  dark  valley  of  death. 

3  Be   kind   to    thy   brother!    his   heart    will   have 

dearth 

If  the  smiles  of  thy  joy  be  withdrawn ; 
The  flowers  of  feeling  will  fade  at  the  birth, 

If  love  and  affection  be  gone  ; 
Be  kind  to  thy  brother,  wherever  you  are — 

The  love  of  a  brother  shall  be 
An  ornament  purer  and  richer,  by  far. 

Than  pearls  from  the  depth  of  the  sea. 


240  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  Be  Kind  to  thy  sister !  not  many  may  know 
The  depth  of  true  sisterly  love  ; 
The  wealth  of  the  ocean  lies  fathoms  below 

The  surface  that  sparkles  above  ; 
Thy  kindness   shall   bring   to   thee   many  sweet 
hours, 
And  blessings  thy  pathway  shall  crown 
Affection  shall  weave  thee  a  garland  of  flowers, 
More  precious  than  wealth  or  renown. 


280. 


Be  Kind  to  Each  Other.  6s  &  5& 

Musical  Bov.<|uel,  110. 

1  "DE  kind  to  each  other ! 

■^     The  night's  coming  on, 
"When  friend  and  when  brother 

Perchance  may  be  gone ; 
Then,  'midst  our  dejection, 

How  sweet  to  have  earned 
The  blest  recollection 

Of  kindness  returned. 

2  When  day  hath  departed, 

And  memory  keeps 
Her  watch,  broken-hearted, 

Where  all  the  loved  sleep, 
Let  falsehood  assail  not, 

Nor  envy  disprove, 
Let  trifles  prevail  not 

'G-ainst  those  whom  you  love. 

3  Nor  change  with  to-morrow 

Should  fortune  take  wing; 
The  deeper  the  sorrow, 
The  closer  still  cling  1 


LEE   AVESUE    COLLECTION*. 

Be  kind  to  each  (  I 

The  I  thig  on» 

When  friend  and  when  h~"ner 
Perchance  may  v   ^0Iie- 


241 


281 


Angry  Words,  8s  &  7a, 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  100. 


1  \  XGRY  words  are  lightly  spoken 

-"-     In  a  rash  and  thoughtless  hour; 
Brightest  links  c£  life  are  broken 

By  their  deep  insidious  power. 
Hearts  inspired  by  wj  ting, 

X'. '  y  anger  stir:" 

Oft  are  rent,  past  human  heal 

By  a  single  angry  word. 

2  Poison-drops  of  care  and  sorrow. 

Bitter 
Weaving  for  the  coming  morrow 

Saddest  memories  of  to-day. 
Angry  words  !  oh  !  lor  them  never 
.  •  unbridled  slip  ; 
May  the  hi 

Check  them  ere  they  soil  the  lip ! 

3  Love  is  much  too  pure  and  holy. 

Friendship  is  too  saer 
For  a  moment's  reckless  : 

Thus  to  desolate  and  mar. 
Angry  words  are  lightly  spoken, 

Bitterest  thoughts  are  rashly  stirred  ; 
Brightest  links  of  life  are  broken 

Bv  a  single  ansrrv  word. 


242  LEB   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Let  us  Love  one  another."  p#  ^ 

1  T  ET  us  love  one  to^w  n  .  .    Musieal  Bon^et'  ^ 
L     In  this  bleak  worTd  D,0t  lon^  m^  ™  stay, 

life's  day.  mourning,  so  bnei  ia 

Some  Ml  ere  'tis  noon,  and  f?w  linger  v., 
Oh !    there  breathes  not  a  heart  but  leave! 

one  to  grieve.  "** 

2  And  the  fondest,  the  purest,  the  truest  that  met, 
Ever  found  that  we  need  to  forgive  and  forget, 
Then,  oh !    though  the  hopes  that  we  nourished 

decay, 
Let  us  love  one  another  as  long  as  we  stay. 


283.  Do  Something.  P.  M. 

NewLuteofZlon,  222. 

1  T)0  something  for  each  other — 
^     Though  small  the  help  may  be  ; 
There's  comfort  oft  in  little  things, 

Far  more  than  others  see ! 
It  takes  the  sorrow  from  the  eye, 

It  leaves  the  world  less  bare, 

If  but  a  friendly  hand  comes  nigh 

When  friendly  hands  are  rare ! 

Then  cheer  the  heart  which  toils  each 
hour, 
Yet  finds  it  hard  to  live  ; 
And  though  but  little's  in  our  power, 
That  little  let  us  give. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  243 

We  know  not  what  the  humblest  hand 

If  earnest  may  achieve ; 
How  many  a  sad  anxiety 

A  trifle  may  relieve  ; 

We  reck  not  how  the  aged  poor 

Drag  on  from  day  to  i 
When  e'en  the  little  that  they  need, 

Costs  more  than  they  can  pay  I 
Then  cheer  the  heart,  &c. 


284. 


Brotherly  Love.  C.  M. 

Normal  Singer,  159. 

1  TJOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
11     When  those  that  love  the  Lord, 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfill  his  word  ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  When  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  ! 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  soul3  above  ; 
And  he's  a  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


244  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION 

265. 

1 


Fellowship.  C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  224. 


AUR  souls  by  love  together  knit, 
^      Cemented,  mixed  in  one  : 
One  hope,  one  heart,  on^  mind,  one  voice: 
•  'Tis  heaven,  on  earth  begun. 


2  Our  hearts  have  often  burned  within, 

And  glowed  with  sacred  fire, 
"While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  blessed, 
And  filled  th1  enlarged  desire. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heavens  are  big  with  rain  ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain. 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows ! 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  ; 
Oh!  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

5  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaimed  by  thee  thine  own ; 

6  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinner?,  saved  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed, 
Behold  "thee  face  to  face. 


LEE  AVEXUE   COLLECTION.  2*5 


286.  Communion  of  Sainte.  S.  H. 

Plymouth  Collection,  1T>. 

1  IDLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

I  lor  he  rts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  a; 

2  Before  our  Father  s  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hope?,  our  aims  are  One, 
Oar  comforts  and  our 

3  "We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear, 
And  often  tor  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  We're  one  in  Christ  our  head, 

In  him  we  grow  and  thrive ; 
r  will  he  leave  as  with  the  dead 
While  he  remains  alive. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

"While  each  in  expectation  Lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 


i .  Christmas  Carol.  7s» 

New  Lata  of  Son,  110. 

1  T ITTLE  children,  sw 
■^     On  this  birthday  of  your  King, 
Xow  a  joyous  anthem  I 
In  glad  notes  of  grateful  pr 


246  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  See,  be  leaves  his  Father's  throne, 
Lays  aside  his  starry  crown, 
And  to  save  the  sons  of  men, 

"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

3  Hark !  a  new  song  rends  the  sky, 
"  G-lory  be  to  God  on  high, 
Peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

4  Angels  now  their  chorus  sing 
While  the  heavenly  arches  ring 
To  the  seraphs'  glad  "Amen," 
"Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

5  Children,  catch  the  wondrous  sound, 
Let  it  peal  the  earth  around, 

Till  all  nations,  tribes,  and  men, 
Love  the  "Babe  of  Bethlehem." 

Original  words  by  a  lady  of  the  Lee  Avenue  Sunday-School. 


&o6*     Brightly  freedom's  gifts  are  Strown.        7s, 

School  Singer,  150. 

1  T>  RIGHTLY  freedom's  gifts  are  strown 

O'er  the  land  we  call  our  own ; 
Grateful  offerings  here  we  bring, 
Songs  of  sacred  praises  sing. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  AmeD*. 

2  Praise  the  power  that  blessed  our  sires — 
Bade  them  kindle  freedom's  fires — 
Bade  them  bear  the  Ark  of  God 
Through  the  fierce  invading  flood. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION.  247 

Lot  the  voice  of  joy  be  loud, 
Echo  deep  from  sky  and  cloud, 
From  the  verdant  mountain's  side, 
And  where  giant  waters  glide. 
Hallelujah,  &C. 

Falls  the  sunlight  o'er  the  land, 
Rolls  the  wave  upon  the  strand, 
Nature's  voice  is  glad  and  free, 
So  let  freedom's  anthems  be, 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

Praise  that  great  and  glorious  name, 
Voice  of  joy,  and  heart  of  flame  ! 
Wake  the  sweet,  the  solemn  lay, 
Sing  Jehovah's  praise  to  day  I 
Hallelujah,  fee. 


0.  "  Full  of  Boys  and  Girls."  C.  M. 

Sabbath-School  Concort  Hymns  89. 

1  A  PROPHET  of  the  olden  time, 
"^     Saw  in  the  coming  years, 

A  sight  within  Jerusalem, 

Which  calmed  his  rising  fears. 

2  Jerusalem  !  Jerusalem  ! 

Her  ways  that  mourned  so  long — 
He  saw  them  tilled  with  boys  and  girls — 
A  playful,  happy  throng. 

3  So  may  we  see,  with  eye  of  faith, 

Jerusalem  above  : 
And  hear  the  song  that  children  sing, 
In  the  thronged  streets  thereof 


248  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION". 

4  From  these,  our  Sabbath  homes  below, 

May  thousand  nestlings  rise, 
To  join  their  mates  above,  and  swell 
The  chorus  of  the  skies. 

5  Oh !  who  shall  see  that  blissful  sight  ? 

Who  hear  that  angel  choir  ? 
One  hour  were  worth  the  toils  of  earth, 
Of  which  we  often  tire. 


290.  Press  Onward.  12a, 

Sh.i-.vsi,  Q43. 

1  13RESS  onward.  0  Zion !  the  millions  are  calling 

From  regions  of  death  and  the  world's  gloomy 
slumbers ; 
Where  nations  are  shaking,  and  idols  are  falling, 
And  captives  rejoice  in  their  loud-sounding  num- 
bers ! 
Press  onward !    press  onward !    the  day  now  ia 

breaking, ' 
And  Zion  may  conquer  where  millions  are  waking. 

2  The  promise.  0  Zion  !  to  thee  has  been  given. 

And  written  so   changeless    that   nothing  can 
alter! 
Bright,  bright  as  the  sun  are  the  portals  of  heaven, 
For  those  who  in  duty  ne'er  wander  nor  falter  i 
The  promise  is  changeless !  let  the  news  of  salvar 

tion 
Be  borne  on  the  winds  to  the  most  distant  nation. 


LEF   AYENUi:    OJT.LI.C  HON'.  24f 

I  ar,  0  Zion!  thy  strength  and  thy  glory, 

Is  w  river, 

Till  the  end  of  the  earth  shaJl  rehearse  the  glad 
story, 
And  !  »f  heaven  forever  ! 

0  Zion  !  awaken.    Till  in  stre:..  s'lory, 

The  end  of  the  earth  shad  rel  _f.ud  story. 


I.  Sweet  is  the  Time  of  Spring.  S.-1L 

Sbavrm,  157. 

1  CWEET  is  the  time  of  spring, 

^     "When  nature's  charms  appear  ; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  opening  year: 
But  sweeter  far.  the  spring 

Of  wisdom  and  of  gr 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 

^Vho  loves  the  youthful  race. 

2  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 

When  light  just  streaks  the  si 
When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away, 

And  morning's  beams  are  nigh : 
But  sweeter  far,  the  dawn 
Of  piety  in  youth  : 
.    When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn 
Before  the  light  of  truth. 

3  Sweet  is  the  early  dew, 

Which  gilds  the  mountain  top--. 
And  deck-  ::ower  we  view, 

^Vilh  pearly  glittering  drops. 


250  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

But  sweeter  far,  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill, 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 

Its  freshness  to  distill. 


292.  The  Flowers  are  Preachers.         7s  &  6*. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  28. 

1  THE  flowers  are  preachers,  Frances  ; 
-*-     Listen  to  what  they  say : 

w  A  few  days  on  the  hill-side, 
And  then  we  pass  away." 

2  So  young  life  fleeteth,  Frances ; 

And  withers  in  its  bloom — 

A  few  days  of  bright  sunshine  ; 

And  then — the  dusky  tomb. 

3  But  there's  a  life  above  us, 

Which  never  knows  an  end — 
Would  you  enjoy  it,  Frances  ? 
Let  Jesus  be  your  friend. 

293.  The  Blessing  of  the  Eye.  P.  M. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymna,  42. 

1  THE  eye  that  saw  me,  blessed  me, 
•*■      So  said  the  man  of  old  : 
Go  give  a  boy  a  jacket, 

To  shield  him  from  the  cold ; 
Go  help  the  mourning  widow, 

And  still  the  orphan's  cry, 
And  thou  shalt  know  what  meaneth, 

The  blessing  of  the  eye. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  231 

\  The  eye  that  saw  me,  blessed  me, 

So  said  the  liberal  man  : 
Seek  out  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  help  them  all  you  can  ; 
And  then,  whene'er  you  meet  them, 

As  they  i  g  by, 

A  witness  they  will  give  you — 

The  blessing  of  the  eye. 

The  eye  that  saw  me,  blessed  me; 

Then  there  is  nothing  lost ; 
For  in  that  look  there's  something 

Which  doubly  pays  the  cost; 
Go  thou,  in  wintry  weather, 

And  this  expedient  try, 
And  thou  shalt  find  how  rich  is 

The  blessing  of  the  eye. 


Child's  Invitation.  P.  HL 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  S8» 

POME,  go  with  me  to  Sabbath-school; 
^  Yes,  go; 

Don't  be  afraid  of  rain  and  snow ; 
To  meet  the  storm  on  other  days, 

You're  very  bold ; 
When  pleasure  bids  you  seek  her  ways, 
Or  business,  then,  through  thick  and  thin, 
You  rush,  scorning  to  be  kept  in, 
Through  fear  of  taking  cold. 


252  LEE   AVE>TCE   COLLECTION. 

2  Come,  go  with  me  to  Sabbath-school; 

Yes,  go; 
No  matter  if  the  "wind  does  blow; 
I  never  heard  of  any  who 

Got  blown  away, 
G-oing  to  Sabbath-school,  did  you  ? 
Oh !  come  along !  your  Bible  bring ; 
Tou  can  not  do  a  better  thing 
Upon  the  Sabbath  day. 

3  Come,  go  with  me  to  Sabbath-school ; 

Yes,  go ; 
Don't  sit  about  here,  moping  so ; 
In  the  Lord's  house  doctrine  distills, 

Like  drops  of  rain  ; 
The  sorrowing  heart  with  comfort  fills, 
And  lifts  the  soul,  its  sins  forgiven, 
Up  to  the  very  gate  of  heaven, 
Never  to  droop  again. 


295. 

i 


The  Pearl  for  Me. 

S abb a'.h -School  Concert  Hymaa,  I 

THE  world  its  fancied  pearl  may  crave ; 

'Tis  not  the  pearl  for  me ; 
'Twill  dim  its  lustre  in  the  grave. 

Or  perish  in  the  sea  ; 
But  there's  a  pearl  of  price  untold, 
"Which  never  cau  be  bousrht  with  gold ; 

The  sinking  soul  'twill  save  ; 

Oh  !  that's  the  pearl  for  me ! 


LEE   AYENUE   COLLECTION'.  253 

2  Tho  miser  knocks  at  mammon's  gate  ; 
a  not  the  crate  tor  me ; 
From  early  morn  till  evening  late, 

At  his  bolted  door  is  he  ; 
Bu~  •  ate  that  leads  to  bliss, 

And  he  who  knocks,  in  faith,  at  this, 
Will  Lot  be  ma.: 
Oh !  that's  the  crate  for  me. 

5  Pleasure  may  chant  her  siren  song ; 

'Tis  not  the  song  for  me ; 
To  weeping  it  will  turn,  ere  long, 

For  i.  ::'s  decree  ; 

But  t:  ere'a  a  song  the  ransomed  sing 
To  Jesus,  their  exalted  K 

With  joyful  heart  and  tongue  ; 

Oh  !  that's  the  song  for  me  ! 


296.  The  Sabbath-School  Meeting.  P.  M. 

rt  Hvmns,  88. 

1  C  ABBATH-Schools  must  have  their  meeting, 
^    When  the  appointed  time  comes  round ; 
Surely  'tis  a  preciou- 

For  the  children  there  are  found  ; 
^is  not  safe  to  pass  it  over. 

For  the  rain  or  for  the  sn 
Children  love  their  own  dear  meeting — 

Parents !  why  not  let  them  go  ? 


254  LEE   AVEXUE   COLLECTION. 

2  There  they  sing  of  Him  who  never 

Thrust  aside  their  precious  claims, 
But  took  children  to  his  bosom, 

As  a  shepherd  doth  his  lambs ; 
Some  there  were  who  tried  to  keep  them, 

Waiting  till  some  other  day ; 
But  the  Lord,  their  zeal  rebuking, 

Told  them  of  a  better  way. 

3  There  their  hearts  go  up  to  heaven, 

On  the  fragrant  breath  of  prayer ; 
Who  shall  say  it  is  too  early 

For  the  children  to  be  there  ? 
Jesus  says :  Why  should  they  linger, 

(Speaking  from  his  throne  above,) 
Till  they  are  a  little  older, 

Since  they're  old  enough  to  love  ? 

4  Oh !  then,  let  them  have  their  meeting, 

Be  the  weather  foul  or  fair ; 
So  that  when  the  Saviour  calls  them, 

They  may  answer,  "Here  we  are.  " 
Tell  them  they  can't  come  too  early 

To  their  Friend  who  reigns  above; 
For.  ere  they  can  lisp  his  praises, 

They  are  old  enough  to  love. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  255 

297.  Sister  and  I.  8s. 

.-.h-School  Concert  Hymns,  1$. 

1  T\f  E  l°ve  *°  £°  t0  Sabbath-school, 

"  Sister  and  I.  sister  and  I  ; 
And  be  the  weather  foul  or  fair, 
We  purpose  to  be  always  there, 
To  listen  to  the  opening  prayer, 

Sister  and  I.  sister  and  I. 

2  Our  teacher  we  do  dearly  love, 

Sister  and  I,  sister  and  I. 
She  comes  and  takes  us  by  the  hand, 
And  points  us  to  the  better  land. 
And  tries  to  make  us  understand, 

Sister  and  I.  sister  and  I. 

3  Our  father,  mother,  too,  we  love, 

r  and  I.  sister  and  I ; 
While  many  boys  and  girls  there  are, 
Whose  parents  for  them  do  not  care, 
We  of  the  good  things  richly  share, 
Sister  and  I.  sister  and  I. 

4  We  ought  to  love  the  Saviour  most, 

Sister  and  I,  sister  and  I ; 
For  if  we  love  and  serve  him  best, 
In  his  own  bosom  we  shall  rest, 
And  be  in  heaven  forever  blest, 

Sister  and  I,  sister  and  I. 


1 


The  Sabbath  Day.  C.  M, 

S.ibbfuh-Schcol  Concert  Hymn*,  11 

"\VHY  is  it  that  you  make  me  pack 

My  playthings  all  away, 
And  always  tell  me  to  keep  still, 
Upon  the  Sabbath-day  ? 


256  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Because  it  is  God's  holy  rest — 

The  day  which  he  has  given, 
From  which  we  must  shut  out  the  world, 
And  think  of  him  and  heaven. 

3  He  never  told  me  it  was  wrong 

To  run  about  and  play, 
Or  talk  and  laugh,  just  as  I  would 
On  any  other  day. 

4  But  God  charged  me  his  day  to  keep, 

And  bade  me  tell  to  you, 
Which  solemnly  I  promised  him 
That  I  would  surely  do. 

5  Mother,  if  you  have  promised  God, 

I  surely  will  obey, 
And  ne'er  again  for  playthings  ask, 
Upon  the  Sabbath-day. 


299.  Ths  Pearl  of  great  Price.  C.  M, 

Sabbnth-School  Concert  Hymns,  90. 

1  T  WISH  that  I  could  find  the  pearl 
■^    For  which  so  many  sigh  ; 

But  'tis  so  rarely  to  be  found, 
I  have  no  heart  to  try. 

2  What  would  you  do  with  such  a  prize, 

If  you  should  find  it  now  ? 
You  could  not  bind  it  on  your  arm, 
Or  wrear  it  on  your  brow. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  257 

3  I  know  it ;  but  I'm  suro  I  ne'er 

"Would  barter  it  away, 
For  all  the  toys  that  earth  can  give, 
Which  glitter  for  a  day. 

4  Alas !  my  child,  too  many  do, 

And  wish  they'd  ne'er  been  born  ; 
This  pearl — what  can  it  do  for  you? 
And  where  must  it  be  worn  ? 

6  They  say  'twill  ope  the  gate  of  heaven 
To  him  who  lingers  there  ; 
And  I  must  wear  it  on  my  heart, 
With  watchfulness  and  prayer. 

6  It  is  not  far  from  thee,  my  child, 

That  pearl  of  price  unknown : 
Look  to  the  cross  where  Jesus  hangs,_ 
And  make  it  all  thine  own. 

7  I  see  it  now !  just  like  a  star 

Dropped  from  the  arch  above ; 
I  feel  its  glow  upon  my  head ! 
0  mother  1  is  it  love  ? 

8  Yes,  it  is  love  whose  earliest  thrill 

Brings  peace  into  the  soul; 
Love  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  which  makes 
The  burdened  spirit  whole. 


258  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


300. 


Is  it  well  with  the  Child  1  C.  BL 

Snbbath-School  Concert  Hyrnxw,  38. 
CHILD. 

1  AH  !  where  is  little  brother  gone, 

^     Whom  you  watched  over  till  he  died  ? 
0  mother!  can  you  tell  me  who 
Will  tend  him  on  the  other  side  ? 

MOTHER. 

2  The  other  side  of  what,  my  child  ? 

Pray  tell  me  what  you  mean  by  this; 
For  baby's  buried  in  the  ground, 
And  the  dark  grave  his  cradle  is.  < 

CHILD. 

3  The  other  side  of  death,  I  mean, 

Where,  as  you  told  me,  spirits  are ; 
Baby  was  such  a  tiny  thing, 

0  mother  1  who  will  tend  him  there  ? 


4  Jesus  will  take  him  in  his  arms — 

I  trust  he's  one  of  his  forgiven — 
And  he  shall  grow  to  be  a  man, 

And  learn  to  talk  and  sing  in  heaven, 

CHILD. 

5  Has  Jesus  taken  baby  home, 

Never  to  cry  or  die  again  ? 
Then,  though  I  miss  him  every  day, 
I  will  not  of  the  Lord  complain. 


LEE    A.VEKUE    COLLECTION.  259 

301.  The  Happy  New  Year.  P.  M. 

•h-School  Concert  Hymns,  18. 

1  "HEAR  pastor,  and  teachers,  and  friends, 
-^     In  behalf  of  our  school  we  appear, 
To  thank  you  for  all  your  kind  acts, 

And  to  wish  you  a  happy  New  Year  ; 
The  Sabbath-school  highly  we  prize ; 

And  if  its  first  founder  were  here, 
"We  would  say  to  the  good  Mr.  Raikes, 

M  We  wish  you  a  happy  Xew  Year." 

2  A  happy  Xew  Year  to  all  those 

Who^ilways  are  found  in  their  place  ; 
Who  never  are  tardy  or  dull 

But  mind  what  their  kind  teacher  says; 
And  a  happy  Xew  Year,  if  we  may, 

To  those  who  believe  it  no  crime 
To  whisper  and  play  in  the  school; 

But  they  must  do  better  next  time. 

3  A  happy  Xew  Year  to  the  young 

Who  honor  their  father  and  mother, 
Who  speak  truthful,  kind,  loving  word3 

And  never  will  speak  any  other ; 
And  a  happy  Xew  Year  for  all  such 

As  over  their  tongues  keep  no  guard ; 
But  they  must  remember,  meanwhile, 

That  the  way  of  transgressors  is  hard. 

4  A  happy  Xew  Year  to  the  good, 

Who  love  the  dear  Saviour  indeed , 
For  he  has  recorded  his  pledge 

To  give  them  whatever  they  need ; 
Yes,  a  happy  Xew  Year  to  the  good; 

And  when  they  from  earth  pass  away, 
They  shall  enter  his  rest,  and  enjoy 

A  happy  Xew  Year  for  aye. 


260  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

302.  The  Children  at  Home. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  IT. 

1  TpAE,  over  the  ocean,  our  teachers  oft  say, 

■*•      Dwell  millions  on  millions  who  know  not  tip 

way; 
They  bow  down  to  idols,  they  ne'er  saw  the  star 
That  hung  over  Bethlehem  when  Jesus  was  there. 

2  For  these  monthly  concerts  are   held ;    and  we 

know 
That  it  can  not  be  wrong  for  the  Church  to  do  so ; 
But  we  can  not  help  thinking,  when  "hither  they 

come, 
That  they  sometimes  forget  the  dear  children  at 

home. 

3  Far  out  on  the  prairies,  and  mountains  of  gold, 
The  nations  are  gathering,  in  numbers  untold ; 
And  they  have  no  Gospel,  and  choose  to  have 

none, 
Content  if  the  Christians  will  let  them  alone. 

4  For  these  there  is  prayer,  and  we  would  not  say 

nay, 
But  when  they  kneel  down,  with  their  faces  that 

way, 
And  think  of  the  men  who  the  wilderness  roam; 
May  they  never  forget  the  dear  children  at  home. 

5  Come  then  to  our  concert,  nor  think  us  too  young 
To  love  the  dear  Saviour,  or  sing  the  new  song ; 
Oh !  what  will  become  of  the  world,  by  and  by, 
If  we  are  not  called  ere  the  old  people  die  ? 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  261 

&  Oh  !  that  was  a  vision  to  quiet  alarm?. 
When  Jesus  appeared,  with  a  child  in  his  arms! 
He  keeps  those  who  love   him,   wherever   thej 

roam ; 
But  he  never  forgets  the  dear  children  at  home. 


303.  Strew  the  Sweat  Flowers.  P.  HL 

Sabbath -School  Concert  Hymns,  6. 

1  OTREW  the  sweet  flowers  on  prayer's  holy  altar, 
^    Where  often  the  tears  of  entreaty  were  shed, 
For  the  same  voice  that  said,  "  Let  your  faith  never 

falter," 
Hath  called  back  the  wandering,  and  wakened 

Strew  the  sweet  flowers  on  prayer's  holy 

altar, 
Where  fcftcn  the   tears  of  entreaty  were 

shed. 

2  Sing  to  the  glory  of  sovereign  compassion, 

For  no  arm  can  save  but  the  arm  of  the  Lord, 
Our  fears  are  all  hushed  when  the  song  of  salvatioa 
Is  heard  from  the  lips  of  our  brothers  restored. 
Sing  to  the  glory,  &c. 

3  Blest  Redeemer,  we  pledge  thee  forever 

Our  time  and  our  talents,  the  detv  '-j  youth, 
Let  thy  spirit  attend  every  earnest  endeavor, 
.  To  live  in  thy  love  and  rejoice  in  thy  truth. 
Blest  Redeemer,  &c. 


262  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION". 


304 


The  Truth  Maketh  Free.  L,  21 

Sublath-School  Concert  Hymns,  33. 

1  TRUTH  we  have  oftentimes  been  told, 

Is  none  the  worse  for  being  old ; 
For  being  old !  it  might  be  sung, 
For  being  old !  it  might  be  sung 
More  truly  that  she's  always  young. 

2  Time  plants  no  wrinkles  on  her  brow— 
She  is  as  youthful  even  now, 

As  when,  arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
As  when,  arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
She  rose  on  chaos  and  old  night. 

3  The  powers  of  darkness,  from  her  birth, 
Have  vexed  and  chased  her  round  the  earth; 
But  still  unharmed,  she  lives  and  shines, 
But  still  unharmed,  she  lives  and  shines, 

In  spire  of  all  their  base  designs. 

4  As  well  might  darkling  owls  essay, 
To  blot  from  heaven  the  orb  of  day ; 
Truth  lives — and  will,  eternally, 
Truth  lives — and  will,  eternally ; 
Blest  is  the  man  whom  she  makes  free. 


305.  The  Song  of  the  Infants.  P.  K. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  52. 

1  COME  call  us  the  infants, 
^      Our  life  just  begun ; 
Some  call  us  the  fathers, 
They  must  be  in  fun ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  263 

Some  wish  we  were  many, 

Yet  others,  we  guess, 
When  we're  in  a  frolic, 

Most  wish  we  were  less, 

2  Some  say,  while  they  call  us 

Such  wee  bits  of  things. 
We're  what  men  are  made  ofj 

The  priests  and  the  kings  ; 
Whatever  we  may  be, 

We're  sure  of  one  thing ; 
That  you  are  our  Shepherd, 

And  we're  here  to  sing. 

3  We  bring  the  bright  pennies  ; 

They're  little,  we  know ; 
But,  love  going  with  them, 

To  dollars  they'll  grow ; 
As  much  as  this,  surely, 

We  children  can  see  ; 
If  there  were  no  pennies, 

No  dollars  there'd  be. 


Say  Why  7  P.  BL 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  5d. 

WHY  is  it  that  the  little  child 
"'      Opens  its  sparkling  eyes 
On  its  fond  parents  for  a  day, 

Then,  plumes  its  wings  and  flies 
Upward,  just  like  a  tiny  bird, 
Whose  glittering  wing  is  seen,  not  heard? 
Say  why? 


264  LEE   AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Why  lieth  it  upoD  its  bed. 
And  suffereth  awhile — 
Then  quits  its  feeble  hold  on  life. 

Leaving  it  with  a  smile  ? 
Oh  !  'tis  to  win  those  parents  fond, 
To  something  bright  this  earth  beyond ; 
That's  whv. 


307.  A  Little  While.  P.  M. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  69. 

1  A    LITTLE  while,  saith  yonder  sun, 
•"-     And  my  career  of  light  is  run  ; 
The  moon  sends  back  the  sad  reply, 

And  all  the  stars  that  deck  the  sky — 
"A  little  while." 

2  The  cedars  of  Mount  Lebanon, 

The  mighty  rivers  flowing  on, 
The  teeming  earth,  the  circling  years, 
Upon  them  all  this  word  appeal's — 
"  A  little  while." 

3  0  thou  vain  man  !  who  look'st  abroad 

L^pon  these  mighty  works  of  God, 
Canst  thou  from  death  exemption  claim  ? 
Ah !  no,  the  word  is  still  the  same — 
"  A  little  while." 

4  Child,  in  the  Sabbath-school,  though  now 

The  flush  of  life  is  on  thy  brow, 
Yet  gayly,  as  thou  passest  by, 
Plainly  the  warning  I  descry — 
"  A  little  while." 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  26ft 

308.  The  Sabbath-School  a  Kefuge.  P.  M, 

Sabbat -Scliool  Concert  Hyuus,  65. 

1  All !  the  Sabbath-school's  a  refuge, 
^     Into  which  the  weary  run  ; 
Tis  the  shadow  of  a  towering  rock, 

Where  the  flocks  do  rest  at  noon ; 
'Tis 

Where  the  w<  hing  fountains  play: 
Oh!  lead  me  t<  'h-schooL, 

Why  Bhou 

2  Yes.  tit-  g  fountain, 

In  that  s\v 
And  thv  .  'er  shall  thirst  again, 

If  we  those  waters  taste  ; 
On  the  brink  an  angel  sltteth, 

Well  pleased  to  see  us  drai 
His  eye  is  like  the  morning  star — 

The  star  that  Jacob  e 

3  And  here  are  the  trees  of  I 

Which  bear  all  kinds  of  fruit, 
The  orange  and  the  pomegranate, 

Eacli  varying  taste  to  suit — 
And  the  grapes  of  EshcoL.  hanging 

In  clusters  from  the  vine, 
Which  make  the  lips  of  those  that  sleep, 

To  speak  in  words  divine. 

4  Here,  Love,  and  Faith,  and  Patience, 

And  all  the  graces  stand, 
To  guide  our  erring  feet  and  point 

Us  to  that  better  land  ; 
Oh  !  come  then,  all  ye  children, 

And  all  ye  elders  too  I 
Come,  see  where  the  flocks  do  rest  at  noon; 

There's  room  enough  for  you. 


266  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION". 


309. 


The  Boy's  Wish.  L.M. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  66. 

1  T  READ  about  a  rnan  that  wore 

The  whole  world's  diadem ; 
And  thought  how  happy  I  should  be, 

If  I  could  rule  like  him  ; 
But,  in  another  book,  I  found, 

Written,  I'm  sure,  for  me, 
That  one  ivJto  his  ovOn  spirit  rules, 

Is  a  greater  man  than  he. 

2  I  said,  I'll  be  a  greater  man, 

And  think  no  more  of  him 
Who  striveth  for  the  mastery, 

And  wears  a  diadem  ; 
I'll  study  more  the  better  Book, 

Written,  I'm  sure,  for  me ; 
If  I  my  passions  can  control, 

I  shall  a  conqueror  be. 


310.  The  .Child's  Reward.  7s  &  6a, 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymna.  76. 

1  f)UR  good  superintendent, 
^     Last  Sabbath  I  heard  say, 
That  he  would  give  a  Bible 

To  any  there  that  day, 
Who  would  get  ten  new  scholars, 
To  come  to  school  and  stay. 

2  Next  day  I  went  about  it 

As  fast  as  I  could  run ; 
One  girl's  clothes  were  not  ready, 

One  little  boy  had  none ; 
But  here  is  little  G-eorgy, 

He  ^hall  be  number  one. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  267 

3  Next  Sabbath  1*11  bring  Annie, 

Her  dress  will  ready  be  ; 
And  I  will  beg  a  jacket 

For  Jemmy,  and  you'll  see 
How  bright  a  little  fellow 

Will  be  my  number  three. 

4  Should  little  ones  be  wanting, 

I  mean  to  a.sk  the  men ; 
And  if  they  make  exc 

Why,  then  I'll  ask  again  ; 
And  thus  I  shall  keep  trying, 

Till  I've  made  up  ray  ten, 

5  And  when  I  get  my  Bible, 

I  mean  to  read  it  through : 
And,  may  be,  little  Jemmy, 

Will  learn  to  read  it  too; 
I  know  the  Lord  will  love  me 

If  any  good  I  do. 

6  And  if  the  Lord  will  help  me, 

In  this  my  time  of  need, 
And  to  my  invitations 

Incline  them  to  take  heed, 
I  will  sincerely  thank  him, 

"When  I  my  Bible  read. 


1 


"One  Thing  is  needful."  L.  M. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  79. 

ANE  thing  is  needful  in  this  world, 
^     Above  all  other  things — 
Needful  for  children  as  for  men, 
For  subjects  as  for  kings. 


268  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Needful,  upon  the  bed  of  pain, 

When  sickness  lays  thee  there, 
To  teach  thee  God's  afflicting  rod 

Submissively  to  bear. 

3  Needful,  when  the  great  tempter  comes 

To  turn  thee  from  the  way, 
To  give  thee  weapons,  heart  and  hand, 
That  thou  may'st  win  the  day. 

4  Needful,  to  shed  its  radiance  o'er 

Adversity's  dark  hour, 
And  kindle  up  its  beacon  light 
On  Jordan's  farther  shore. 

5  One  thing  is  needful — one  alone. 

In  this  our  mortal  state — 
Oh  !  seek  it,  thoughtless  child,  even  now, 
Before  it  is  too  late. 


T 


312.  Song  of  the  Mites.  6s  &  5a. 

Sabbath-  School  Concert  Hymns,  35. 

pHE  mites  have  the  blessing. 
The  millions  have  naught ; 
Our  faith  thus  expressing, 

Our  gift  we  have  brought; 
Had  we  followed  love's  promptings, 

It  might  have  been  such 
As  to  forfeit  the  promise 
By  giving  too  much. 

2  The  mites  have  the  blessing ; 
Oh  !  when  shall  we  learn 
The  first  G-ospel  lesson, 
And  from  the  world  turn ; 


LKE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  269 

And  leave  to  tho  miser 
His  golden 

Far  better  and  v. : 

ith  our  blessed  mites. 


313.  Prayer  Answered.  8s&7a. 

Sab1:  . 

1  "\V EXT  we  forth  from  this  place  weeping, 
When  the  precious  seed  was  sown  ; 

Now,  the  Lord,  his  promise  keeping, 
Brings  us  back,  his  grace  to  own. 

2  What  a  harvest  he  has  granted ! 
Scarce  our  wondering  heart  believes  ; 

3   in  weakness  plaDted ; 
He  in  strength  has  given  the  sheaves. 

ay  and  gladness ;         • 
v:-d,  according  to  his  word ; 
Gone  is  ail  our  grief  ai 

Fei:  deferred. 

4  Now.  in  heart  and  soul  united, 
•ill  tune  our  voice  to  praise; 

Lord,  to  thee  our  _:hted, 

For  the  remnant  of  our  d  i 

5  Now  that  seed,  so  precious  bearing, 
Once  again  thy  word  will  prove  ; 

Thou  canst  make  the  most  uncaring 
in  view  of  dying  love. 

6  Keep  the  flame  within  us  burning ; 
Saviour,  let  thy  kingdom  come ; 

And  may  we,  again  returning, 
Bring  a  richer  harvest  home. 


270 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


314. 


Teacher's  Illness.  1.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  119. 


1  TV*E  thank  thee,  Lord,  that  here  again, 

'      In  health  so  many  meet  to-day : 
And  yet,  on  beds  of  lingering  pain, 
How  many  pass  these  hours  away ! 

2  And  one,  who  loved  with  us  to  meet, 

And  in  this  cherished  work  to  aid, 
Is  absent  from  the  accustomed  seat — 
Upon  a  bed  of  sickness  laid. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  271 

3  Behold  thy  smitten  servant,  Lord ; 

Send  mercy  in  this  time  of  need  : 
If  thou  but  speak  the  sovereign  word, 
Disease,  and  pain,  and  deatli  give  heocL 

4  Back  to  these  walks  of  usefulness, 

And  every  precious  work  of  faith, 
Restore  that  sufferer,  in  thy  grace, 

Redeemed  from  sickness  and  from  death* 

5  And  }ret,  submissive  to  thy  will, 

Our  prayer  is  offered  at  thy  throne  : 
If  death  its  errand  must  fulfill, 

Teach  us  to  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

6  With  thine  own  presence  fill  the  place 

That  witnesses  that  closing  strife  : 
There  let  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace 
Surpass  the  highest  joys  of  life. 


as. 


Scholar's  Illness.  L.  M 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  119. 

1  WE  pray  for  one,  who  with  us  here, 

'"      On  Sabbaths  past,  was  wont  to  come; 
Around  whose  bed,  in  hope  and  fear, 
Are  gathered  now  the  loved  of  homa 

2  0  Lord  !  the  secrets  of  disease 

Are  all  within  thy  sovereign  power ; 
And  so  thou  canst,  with  equal  ease, 
Send  life  or  death  at  any  hour. 


272  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  To  means  for  healing,  do  thou  give 

The  power  thy  blessing  ever  lends ; 
In  mercy  bid  the  sufferer  live, 

Restored  to  health  and  anxious  friends. 

4  Yet,  if  thou  otherwise  ordain, 

And  take  away  that  fleeting  breath, 
Oh !  give  relief  from  torturing  pain, 
And  fitness  for  approaching  death. 

6  And,  gracious  Lord !  let  those  in  health 
Take  warning  to  be  ready,  too; 
Lest  death's  sad  visit  come  by  stealth, 
And  every  blessed  hope  undo. 


316,  "  Time  is  Winging  us  Away."         7s  &  6a. 

Plymouth  Collection,  SIC 

1  TIME  is  winging  us  away 
^      To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb. 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  will  be 

Inclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb. 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Par  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Sure  in  Jesus'  lova 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  273 

317.  "  Thy  Will  be  Done."    I.  M.,  or  P.  M 

OOVth  Collectio  .414. 

1  u  Thy  will  be  done  1"     In  devious  way 
The  hurrying  stream  of  life  may  run ; 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall 

*  '•  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  u  Thy  will  be  done."     If  o'er  us  shine 
A  gladdening  and  a  prosperous  sun, 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine — 

11  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  "  Thy  will  be  done  f '     Though  shrouded  o'er 
Our  path  with  gloom,  one  comfort — one 
Is  ours — to  breathe,  while  we  ad 

-  will  be  done." 


318.  Hark !  en  my  Pathway.  10s. 

IT  ARK  !  on  my  pathway  Eternity  treads, 
^     And  quickly  time  must  the  journey  close  ; 
But  Jesus  the  light  of  hope  on  me  sheds, 
In  him  doth  it  centre,  on  him  repose. 

2  Since  thou  hast  thyself,  with  thine  holy  oil 
Provided  my  lamp,  kept  burning  the  light, 
I  shall  obey  without  fear  at  thy  call : 

Hasten,  Saviour,  hasten  the  hour  of  night 

*  Xo!  nothing  in  you  can  now  me  arrest- 

0  world !  0  time  !  from  henceforth  I  am  free  I 
Exhausted,  beneath  the  cross  is  my  rest, 
And  lo !  in  the  vista  Eternil 


274  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

319«  There  is  a  Harp  whose  Thrilling  Sound.  L,  21 

Plymouth  Collection,  393. 

1  THERE  is  a  harp  whose  thrilling  sound 

Swells  through  the  choir  of  heaven  above; 
'Mid  the  blue  arch  the  notes  resound, 
While  angels  catch  the  song  of  love. 

2  'Tis  when  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

A  sainted  spirit  wings  its  way ; 

And  pure  before  the  throne  appears 

In  robes  of  bright  ethereal  day. 

5  Hark !  the  glad  shout  of  sacred  joy, 
In  choral  numbers  loud  and  long ; 
Th'  angel  host  their  harps  employ, 
And  hallelujahs  swell  the  song. 


320. 


Oh !  Sing  to  me  of  Heaven.  8.  M. 

New  Lute  ol  Zion,  327. 

H  !  sing  to  me  of  heaven, 
When  I  am  called  to  die  1 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstasy, 
To  waft  my  soul  on  high. 


0 


2  "When  cold  and  sluggish  drops 

Roll  off  my  marble  brow, 
Burst  forth  in  strains  of  joyfulness, 
Let  heaven  begin  below. 

3  When  the  last  moment  comes, 

Oh  !  watch  my  dying  face, 
And  catch  the  bright,  seraphic  gleam 
Which  o'er  each  feature  plays. 


VUl   COLLECTION.  275 

4  Then  to  my  raptured  ears 

Let  one  sweet  song  be  given; 
Let  music  charm  me  last  oa  earth, 
And  greet  me  first  in  J 

f>  Then  re;  clay 

:.ose  I  love, 
And  sing  of  heaven,  delightful  heaven, 
glorious  home  above. 


L  The  Prodigal's  Return.  C.  A 

1  AFFLICTIONS,  thou  3m  severe, 
-^     In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 

They  stopped  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  caused  him  to  repent. 

I'll  die  no  more  he  cried, 

Xor  Bl  reigu  lands  ; 

My  Fathei  _  a  supplies, 

And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

2  What  have  I  gained  by  sin,  he  said, 

But  hong  ind  fear  ? 

My  Father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

I'll  die  no  more  for  bread,  Jcc 

3  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 

Fall  down  before  his  : 
Unworthy  to  be  called  hi3  son, 
I'll  seek  a  servant's  place. 

I'll  die  no  more  for  bread,  &c. 


2? 6  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  His  Father  saw  him  coming  back : 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled, 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

I'll  die  no  more  for  bread,  &c. 

5  "Father  I've  sinned,  but  oh!  forgive!*1 

Enough  !  the  Father  said : 
Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourned  as  dead. 
I'll  die  no  more  for  bread,  &c 

6  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 

And  spread  the  news  around  : 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found. 

I'll  die  no  more  for  bread,  &c 

7  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
More  than  a  Father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

I\l  die  no  more  for  bread,  Ac. 


322.  The  Chariot.  12fe 

New  Lute  of  Zion,  333. 

1  THE  chariot!  the  chariot!  the  wheels  roll  in  fire. 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his 
ire ; 
Lo !  self-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  aw 
bowed. 


LEE   AVEKUE   COLLECTION.  277 

2  The  glory  I  the  glory !  around  him  arrayed, 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  now  wait  on  the  Lord; 
And  the  glorified  saints  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there  ail  who  the  palm-leaves  of  victory  wear. 

3  The  trumpet !    the  trumpet !    the   dead  have  all 

heard : 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnel  are 

stirred ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south,  from 

the  north. 
All  the  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth. 

The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones  are  all 

set, 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders  are 

met! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

5  0  mercy  !  0  mercy  !  look  down  from  above, 

Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked  are 

driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  heaven. 


'O.  Burst,  ye  Emerald  Gates.  7s  &  6s. 

Hew  Jjate  of  Zion,  383» 

1  "DURST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 
To  my  enraptured  visi 
All  the  ecstatic  joys  that  spring 

Round  the  bright  Elysium  ! 
Lo,  we  lift  our  longing  eyes: 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies, 
Sons  of  righteousness,  arise! 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 


278  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTiqN. 

2  Floods  of  everlasting  light 

Freely  flash  before  him : 
Myriads,  with  supreme  delight, 

Instantly  adore  him ; 
Angel  trumps  resound  his  fame: 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim 
All  the  music  of  his  name, 
Heaven  echoing  the  theme. 

3  Four-and-twenty  elders  rise 

From  their  princely  station  ; 
Shout  his  glorious  victories, 

Sing  the  great  salvation; 
Cast  their  crowns  before  his  throne, 
Cry  in  reverential  tones, 
Glory  be  to  God  alone, 
Holy  !  Holy !  Holy  One  ! 

4  Hark  !  the  thrilling  symphonies 

Seem,  methinks,  to  seize  us ; 
Join  we,  too,  the  holy  lays, 

Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus! 
Sweetest  sound  in  seraphs'  song, 
Sweetest  note  on  mortal  tongue, 
Swetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  flow  along. 


324.    How  Calm  and  Beautiful  the  Morn.      P.  M. 

Xew  Lute  of  Zion,  236. 

1  TTOW  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn 
"U-     That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb, 
Where  once  the  Crucified  was  borne, 

And  veiled  in  midnight  gloom  I 
Oh !  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — He  lives  again, 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  279 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

Fur  your  departed  Lord  ; 
"  Behold  the  place — lie  is  not  here," 

The  tomb  is  all  unban 
The  g  re  closed  in  vain ; 

The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

3  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer 

You:  reps  bend, 

The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  advocate  and  friend  : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears. 
A  risen  Lord  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears ! 
Oh  I  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain  ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

5  And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 

When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul, 

How  blissful  then  to  die ! 
Since  He  has  risen  who  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  attain. 


3 2d.    Come,  let  us  Join  our  Friends  Above.     C.  M, 

B  :;.-='  ani  Girls'  Sugfag  Book,  1%. 

1  POME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
^     Who  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love, 
To  joys  celestial  rise  ; 


280  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing, 
With  those  to  glory  gone  ; 

For  all  the  servants  of  oui  King, 
In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 

The  narrow  stream  of  death  ; 
One  army  of  the  living  G-od, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  has  crossed  the  flood, 

And  part  is  crossing  now. 

3  How  many  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly! 
And  we  are  ro  the  margin  come, 

And  we  expect  to  die  ; 
His  militant,  embodied  host, 

"With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 
And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 

And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 


326.  Heavenly  Anticipation.  C  M, 

Plymouth  Collection,  ««. 

1  A  MOTHER  dear !  Jerusalem  ! 
u     When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 

Thy  joys,  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  0  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints  ! 

0  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 

In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 

Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  '■  ~:V 


I  01   COLLECT  281 

3  No  dimly  cloud  overshadows  thee, 

Nor  urloom,  nor  darksome  night  ,• 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun, 
For  God  himself  gives  light. 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square ; 
Thv  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl — 
God!  if  I  were  there. 

5  0  my  sweet  home  !  Jerusalem  ! 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

The  K;ng  that  sitteth  on  thy  throne, 
In  his  feli. 

6  Thy  gardens  and  thy  goodly  walks 

inually  are  green, 
Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  nowhere  else  are  seen. 

7  Right  through  thv  streets,  with  pleasing  sound, 

The  flooafof  life  doth  flow  ; 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

8  Those  trees  each  month  yield  ripened  fruit: 

For  evermore  they  spring ; 

And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 

To  thee  their  honors  bring. 

9  0  mother  dear !  Jerusalem ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys,  when  shall  I  see  ? 


282  LEE  AVEXrE   COLLECTION. 

327.  Heavenly  Anticipation.  12s  &  Ha. 

Plymouth  C 

1  TTOW  sweet  to  reflect  on  the  joys  that  await  me, 
■^     In  yon  blissful  region,  the  haven  of  rest, 
Where  glorified  spirits  with  welcome  shall  greet 

me, 
And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepared  for  the  1 1 
Encircled  with  light,  and  with  glory  enshrouded, 
My  happiness  perfect,  my  mind's  sky  unclouded, 
I'll  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  unbounded, 
And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  of 
love. 

2  While  angelic  legions,  with  harps  tuned  celestial, 

Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 
The  saints,  as  they  flock  from  the  regions  terres- 
trial. 
In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  ra' 
Then  songs   to  the   Lamb  shall  reecho  through 

heaven, 
My  soul  will  respond,  To  Tmmanuel  be  given 
All  glory,  all  honor,  all  might  and  dominion, 
Who  "brought  us,  through  grace,  to  the  Eden  of 
love. 

3  Then   hail  blessed  state!    hail   ye  songsters  of 

glory ! 
Ye  harpers  of  bliss!  soon  I'll  meet  you  above. 
And  join  your  full  choir  in  rehearsing  the  story, 
11  Salvation  from  sorrow,  through  Jesus's  love  ;w 
Though  prisoned  in  earth,  yet  by  anticipation, 
Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibation 
Of  joys  that  await  me  when  freed  from  probation; 
My  heart's  now  in  heaven,  the  Eden  of  love. 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION.  283 

328.  Breathing  after  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  155. 

1  HOME,  holy  Spirit  I  heavenly  Dove ! 
^  With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
•     And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

Ar.  this  poor,  dying  rate — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit !  heavenly  Dove  ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


329.  But  Two  Ways.  C.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  SiDging  Book. 

1  THERE  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God, 
All  others  go  astray ; 
Narrow  but  pleasant  is  the  road, 
And  Christians  love  the  way. 


284  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin, 

And  dangers  must  be  passed ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein 
Will  come  to  heaven  at  last. 

3  While  the  broad  road,  where  thousands  go, 

Lies  near,  and  opens  fair, 
And  many  turn  aside,  I  know, 
To  walk  with  sinners  there. 

4  But,  lest  my  feeble  steps  should  slide, 

Or  wander  from  thy  way. 
Lord !  condescend  to  be  my  guide, 
And  I  shall  never  stray. 


330.  The  Surrender.  8s,  7s,  &  - 

Plymouth  Collection,  208. 

YTELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 
* Y      "Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender. 

Every  power  and  thought  be  thine, 

Thine  entirely, 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 


331.  Prayer  for  a  Revival.  8s,  7s, 

Plymouth  Collection,  274. 

1  CAYIOUR.  visit  thy  plantation: 

^      Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us ; 

All  our  help  must  come  from'  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 

Shine  upon  us  rrom  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  285 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  pray 
Let  each  ant, 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power  : 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  fle  3 

And  begin  from  ihis  good  hour 

To  revive  thv  work  afresh. 


332.    Welcome,  Days  of  Solemn  Meeting.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

ng  Book,  14}. 

1  WELCOME,  days  of  solemn  meeting! 

' '      Welcome,  days  of  praise  and  prayer  I 
Far  from  earthly  scenes  r 

In  your  11  would  share — 

Sacred  seasons, 
In  your  blessings  we  would  share. 

2  Be  thou  near  us.  blessed  Saviour, 

Still  at  morn  and  eve  the  same ; 
Give  us  faith  that  can  not  waver ; 
Kindle  in  us  heaven's  own  flame — 

Blessed  Saviour, 
Kindle  in  us  heaven's  own  flame. 

3  "When  the  fervent  prayer  is  glowing, 

Holy  Spirit,  hear  that  prayer ; 
"When  the  song  of  praise  is  flowing, 
Let  that  song  tnine  impress  bear — 

Holy  Spirit, 
Let  that  song  thine  impress  bear. 


286  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

333.  Charity.  8s  &  7s 

Mnsicil  Bouqt  at,  149. 

1  VfEEK  and  lowly,  pure  and  holy, 

Chief  among  the  "blessed  three,  * 
Turning  sadness  into  gladness, 

Heaven-born  art  thou.  Charity! 
Pity  dwelleth  in  thy  bosom, 

Kindness  reigneth  o'er  thy  heart, 

Gentle  thoughts  alone  can  sway  thee, 

Judgment  hath  in  thee  no  part. 

Meek  and  lowly,  pure  and  holy, 

Chief  among  the  "blessed  three," 
Turning  sadness  into  gladness, 
Heaven-born  art  thou,  Charity. 

2  Hoping  ever,  failing  never, 

Though  deceived,  believing  still ; 
Long  abiding,  all  confiding, 

To  thy  heavenly  Father's  will : 
Never  weary  of  well-doing, 

Never  fearful  of  the  end  ; 
Claiming  all  mankind  as  brothers, 

Thou  dost  all  alike  befriend. 
Meek  and  lowly,  &c. 


334,  Patience.  8s  &  7s. 

Musical  Gems,  41. 

1  pATIEXCE.  bright  and  happy  spirit, 
-*-      Sent  from  heaven  to  light  the  earth, 
Lead  us  onward,  we  would  follow, 
Guide  of  high  celestial  birth ; 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  287 

Thou  wilt  help  us  scale  the  mountains, 

Thou  wilt  help  us  stem  the  : 
Thou  wilt  give  us  full-blown  flowers 

From  the  slowly  opening  bud. 

2  All  the  starr}'  hosts  of  heaven. 

Ne'er  yet  seen  by  mortal  eve, 
Are  to  thy  true  follower  given  ; 

All  that  creep,  or  swim,  or  fly, 
All  the  secrets  of  creation. 

All  that  caves  of  ocean  bear ; 
All  the  lore  of  every  nation, 

Patience,  thou  dost  freely  share. 


335. 


Hope.  8s  &  7s. 

Musical  Bouquet,  15L 

1  MOURNER!  why  this  fruitless  sorrow  t 

A     Let  me  soothe  thee  with  my  lay ; 
Darkest  night  hath  brightest  morrow, 

So  shall  sadness  pass  away. 
Heavy  is  thy  heart  with  anguish, 

Sorely  are  thy  thoughts  oppressed  ; 
Mourner !   wherefore  dost  thou  languish? 

I  am  here  to  give  thee  rest, 

2  My  blest  mission  is  from  heaven, 

Thither  let  thy  thoughts  ascend; 
Free  thy  heart  from  earthly  leaven, 

Thou  shalt  know  me  as  thy  friend; 
Be  thy  prayers  and  adorations 

Made  unto  that  bright  abode  ; 
I  will  lead  thy  aspirations 

To  the  temple  of  thy  God. 


288  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Oob.  Prayer,  Sweet  Prayer.  P.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Siujlng  Book,  10. 

1  lyHEN  torn  is  the  bosom  with  sorrow  and  care, 

Be  it  ever  so  simple,   there's  nothing  like 
prayer ; 
It  eases,  soothes,  softens,  subdues,  yet  sustains, 
Gives  vigor  to  hope,  and  puts  passion  in  chains; 
Prayer,  prayer,  0  sweet  prayer ! 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like  prayer. 

2  When  far  from  the  friends  we  hold  dearest  we  party 
What  fond  recollections  still  cling  to  the  heart  ; 
Past  converse,  past  scenes,  past  enjoyments  are 

there — 
How  hurtfully  pleasing  till  hallowed  by  prayer. 
Prayer,  prayer,  &c. 

3  When  pleasure  would  woo  us  from  piety's  arms, 
The  syren  sings  sweetly  or  silently  charms, 
We  listen,  love,  loiter,  are  caught  in  the  snare, 
In  looking  to  Jesus  we  conquer  by  prayer. 

Prayer,  prayer,  &c. 

4  While  strangers  to  prayer  we  are   strangers   tc 

bliss ; 
Heaven  pours  its  full  streams  through  no  medium 

but  this ; 
And  till  we  the  seraph's  full  ecstasy  share, 
Our  chalice  of  joy  must  be  guarded  by  prayer. 
Prayer,  prayer,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


2S* 


-'  <-  ?i?  V  -  /-UyThI. 


337. 


The  Orphan's  Prayer. 


P.  31 

.  - .-,  248. 

1  I  LOVE  to  stay  where  ray  mot: 

And  gaze  on  each  star  as  it  twinkling  peeps 
Through  that  bending  willow  which  lonely  weeps 
O'er  my  mother's  grave.  &c. 

2  I  love  to  kneel  on  the  green  turf  there. 
Afar  from  the  scene  of  my  daily  - 

And  breathe  to  evening  pta 

O'er  my  mother's  grave.  &c. 

3  I  still  remember  how 

And  knelt  me  by  her,  as  with  God  she  plead 
That  I  might  be  his  when  the  clod  w 
O'er  my  mother'-  g 

4  I  love  to  think  how  'neath  the  ground 

She  slumbers  in  death  as  a  captive  bound — 
She'll   slumber  no  more  when  the  trump  shall 
sound, 

O'er  my  mother's  grave,  &c. 


290  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

338.  One  of  our  Number  Taken.         8s  &  7s, 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  98. 

1  A^E  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded, 
^     One  sweet  youthful  voice  has  fled 
One  fair  brow  the  grave  has  shaded, 

One  dear  schoolmate  now  is  dead. 

2  But  we  feel  no  thought  of  sadness, 

For  our  friend  is  happy  now ; 
She  has  knelt  in  soul-felt  gladness, 
Where  the  blessed  angels  bow. 

3  She  has  gone  to  heaven  before  us, 

But  she  turns  and  waves  Tier  hand, 
Pointing  to  the  glories  o'er  us, 
In  that  happy  spirit  laud. 

4  May  our  footsteps  never  falter, 

In  the  path  that  she  has  trod ; 
May  we  worship  at  the  altar 
Of  the  great  and  living  God. 

5  Lord!  may  angels  watch  above  us, 

Keep  us  all  from  error  free: 
May  they  guard,  and  guide,  and  love  us, 
Till,  like  her,  we  go  to  thee. 


339.  Death  of  a  Scholar.  C.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  128. 

I  "HEATH  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
A  [sister]*  from  our  side; 
Just  in  the  morning  of  [her]f  day, 
As  young  as  we  [she];}:  died. 

*  Or  brother.  +  Or  his.  t  Or  he. 


LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION.  291 

2  Not  long  ago  [she]  filled  [her]  place, 

And  sat  with  us 
But  [she]  has  run  [her]  mortal  race, 
And  never  can  return. 

3  Perhaps  our  time  n:;  tort, 

Our 
0  Lord  I  impress  iu  thought 

That  this  may  be  our 

4  We  can  not  tell  who  next  may  fall 

Beneath  thy  g  rod; 

One  must  be  first! — oh  !  may  we  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God. 

5  All  needful  help  is  thine  to  give; 

To  thee  our  souls  apply 
For  grace  to  teach  us  how  to  live. 
And  make  us  lit  to  die. 


340.   Where  we  oft  have  Met  in  Gladness.  8s,  7s,  4a 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Choir,  76. 

1  T\~HERE  we  oft  have  met  in  gladness, 

' '      On  the  holy  Sabbath  day, 
Slowly  now,  with  tearful  sadness, 
Each  pursues  his  lonely  way ; 

T^ars  are  falling. 
On  this  holy  Sabbath  day. 

2  One  we  loved  has  left  our  number, 

For  the  dark  and  silent  tomb — 
Closed  [his]*  eyes  in  deathless  slumber, 
Faded  in  [his]  early  bloom ; 

Hear  us.  Saviour  I 
Thou  hast  blest  the  lonely  tomb. 

*  Or  her. 


292  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Through  its  dark  and  narrow  portal, 

Once  they  bore  thee  to  thy  rest; 
There  a  ray  of  light  immortal, 
Like  a  sunbeam  from  the  west, 

Burst  the  shadows, 
And  the  grave  thenceforth  was  blest, 

4  By  the  light  that  thus  was  given 

To  the  darkness  of  the  tomb, 
By  the  blessed  light  of  heaven, 
Gilding  scenes  of  earthly  gloom, 

Star  of  gladness ! 
All  our  night  with  joy  illume. 

5  From  our  circle,  dearest  brother, 

Early  hast  thou  passed  away ; 
But  the  angels  say,  "  Another 
Joins  our  holy  song  to-day." 

Weep  no  longer ! 
Join  with  them  the  sacred  lay. 


341.  Death  of  a  Teacher.  I.  M 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  119. 

1  THE  voice  is  hushed — the  gentle  voice 
■*■     That  told  us  of  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  made  our  youthful  hearts  rejoice, 

In  hope  of  heaven,  our  home  above 

2  The  eye  is  dim — the  loving  eye 

That  beamed  so  fondly  on  us  here ; 
Sealed  up  m  death,  the  auxious  sigh 
No  more  bedews  it  with  a  tear. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION'.  293 

3  Bat  in  the  land  beyond  the  gr^ 

That  voice  will  swell,  in  rapturous  tone, 
Th  m  who  died  to  save, 

And  bring  the  weary  traveller  home* 

4  That  eve,  with  holy  radiance  bright, 

Shall  kindle,  like  the  stars  of  even, 
Like  them  shall  pierce  the  shades  of  night, 
And  sweetly  shine  on  us  from  heaven, 

5  That  brow  shall  wear  its  glittering  crown, 

"When  sun  and  stars  no  more  shall  shine  j 
When  death  shall  lay  his  sceptfe  down — 
The  grave  her  empire  shall  r 

6  Then  let  as  raep  as  Jesus  wep: — 

Hallowed  by  love  each  gentle  sigh ; 
Since  in  the  grave  our  Saviour  slept, 
The  Christian  need  not  fear  to  die. 


342 


Sleeping  in  Jesus.  C.  1L 

Boys'  nsd  Girls'  Singing  Book.  1 1 9. 

1    A  SLEEP  in  Jc  Bed  sleep, 

From  which  none  ever  wak 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
the  last  of  : 

e  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  stii 

3  Asleep  in  Jesu3 !  peaceful  : 
Whose  waking-  is  supremely  blest 

no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 


294  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  oh  !  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high, 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee, 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 


343. 


Why  do  we  Mourn  Departing  Friends.   C.  M. 

Bradbujy's  School  Singer,  164. 

1  "WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Y '      Or  shake  at  death's  alarm  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  send3 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upwards  too 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey      • 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blessed, 

And  softened  every  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION'.  295 

5  Thence  ho  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly 
At  the  great  risiDg  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise. 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 


344.  The  Happy  World.  S.  H.  M. 

School  Singer,  178. 

1  "FRIEND  after  friend  departs  ; 
A      Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 

That  finds  not  here  an  end ! 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying  none  were  blest. 

2  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown  ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love. 

Formed  for  the  good  alone ! 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here, 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere  I 


345.  There'll  be  no  Parting  there !  P.  M 

Anniversary  Hymns,  59. 

1  TTERE  we  meet  to  part  again, 

Buf  when  we  meet  on  Canaan's  plain, 
There'll  be  no  parting  there, 
In  that  bright  world  above, 
Shout  !  shout  the  victory  1 
We're  on  our  journey  home  I 


296  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  when  a  seat  in  heaven  we  gain, 
There'll  be,  &c. 

3  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  there  we  shall  with  Jesus  reign. 
There'll  be,  &c. 

4  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  when  we  join  the  heavenly  train, 
There'll  be,  &c. 


346.  Farewell  to  a  Scholar.  L  fit 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  150. 

1  \VE  offer,  Lord,  an  humble  prayer, 

'  *      And  thank  thee  for  thy  grace  bestowed, 
In  leading  one  beneath  our  care, 
Thus  far  in  wisdom's  pleasant  road. 

2  What  trials  to  his  lot  may  fall, 

What  toilsome  duties  to  fulfill, 
"We  do  not  know ;  but  in  them  all, 
Be  thou  his  strength  and  comfort  still. 

3  May  Jesus  be  his  constant  friend, 

The  Bible  his  support  and  stay ; 
And  may  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  descend, 
To  bless  and  guide  him  day  by  day. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  29T 

7.     How  Pleasant  thus  to  Dwell  Below.     P.  BL 

Anniversary  Hymna,  6. 

1  TTOW  pleasant  thus  to  dwell  below, 
-*"*-     In  fellowship  of  love  ; 

And  though  we  part,  'tis  bliss  to  know 
The  good  shall  meet  above. 

Oh  !  that  will  be  joyful,  joyful,  joyful  I 

Oh  !  that  will  be  joyful, 

To  meet  to  part  no  more. 

To  meet  to  part  no  more, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore, 

And  sing  the  everlasting  song. 

With  those  who've  gone  before.  ^ 

2  Yes,  happy  thought !  when  we  are  free 

From  earthly  grief  and  pain. 
In  heaven  we  shall  each  other  see, 
And  never  part  again. 

Oh  !  that  will  be  joyful !  &c. 

3  The  children  who  have  loved  the  Lord 

Shall  hail  their  teachers  there ; 
Ajid  teachers  gain  the  rich  reward 
Of  all  their  toil  and  care. 

Oh  I  that  will  be  joyful !  &c. 

4  Then  let  us  each,  in  strength  divine, 

Still  walk  in  wisdom's  ways; 
That  we  with  those  we  love  may  join 
In  never-ending  praise. 

Oh  1  that  will  be  joyful  1  &c. 


298  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION'. 

348.  The  Happy  Meeting.  P.  M. 

-sary  Hymns.  10. 

1  TJERE  we  suffer  grief  and  pain, 

Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 
In  heaven  we  part  no  more. 

Oh  !  that  will  be  joyful ! 
Joyful,  joyful,  joyful ! 
Oh!  that  will  be  joyful! 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  All  who  love  the  Lord  below, 
When  they  die  to  heaven  will  go, 

And  sing  with  saints  above. 

Oh !  that  will  be  joyful !  £c. 

3  IAttU  children  will  be  there. 

Who  have  sought  the  Lord  by  prayer, 
From  every  Sunday-school. 

Oh !  that  will  be  joyful !  &a 


4  Ttachers.  too.  shall  meet  above, 
And  our  Pastors,  whom  we  love, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Oh !  that  will  be  joyful !  &<x 

5  Oh  !  how  happy  we  shall  be  I 
For  our  Saviour  we  shall  see, 

Exalted  on  his  throne. 

Oh  !  that  will  be  joyful !  &c. 

6  There  we  all  shall  sing  with  joy, 
And  eternity  employ 

In  praising  Christ,  the  Lord. 

Oh  1  that  will  be  joyful !  &c, 


LEE   AVEXUE   COLLECTION".  299 

349.  Dear  Father,  ere  we  Part.  H.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  32. 

1  "HEAR  Father,  ere  we  part, 
^     Now  let  thy  grace  descend, 
And  fill  our  youthful  heart 

With  peace  from  Christ  our  friend 
May  showers  of  blessings  from  above, 
Descend  and  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 

2  May  we  in  after  years, 
With  gratitude  review 

The  service  of  this  day, 

The  work  we  now  pursue , 
And  speed  our  way  to  worlds  above, 
With  hearts  all  fired  with  holy  love. 

3  We  know  that  soon  on  earth 
The  fondest  ties  must  end — 

Our  own  most  cherished  hopes 

To  death's  cold  hand  must  bend ; 
The  fairest  flowers  in  all  their  bloom, 
Must  soon  lie  withered  in  the  tomb. 

4  Then  when  our  spirits  leave 
These  tenements  of  clay, 

May  they  to  God  who  gave, 

Ascend,  in  endless  day. 
And  sing  with  parents,  teachers,  friends, 
That  anthem  sweet  which  never  ends. 


300  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


350, 


Parting  Hymn.  8s  &  7* 

B  jy»'  u  1  Girls'  Singing  Book,  105. 

1  pLEA.SE  to  watch  us,  W  i  ur, 

As  we  leave  our  "  Sabbath  Home  ;" 
Guide  and  keep  us  from  all  danger, 
Till  again  to  thee  we  come. 

2  Though  we  very  often  wander 

In  the  paths  of  vice  and  sin, 
Yet  we  pray  that  thou  would'st  hear  us, 
Cleanse  and  make  us  pure  within. 

3  }Iake  each  spirit  meek  and  lowly, 

Make  us  leave  the  ways  of  strife, 
Lead  us  in  the  path  of  duty, 
Lead  us  to  the  "  better  life." 

4  Thus  we'd  serve  thee,  blessed  Saviour, 

Till  we've  crossed  life's  stormy  sea, 
And  with  each  loved  friend  and  teacher, 
All  are  gathered  home  to  thee. 

Origirjal  words  by  a  Lee  Av.  Sabbath-School  TeacheE 


351.         Closing  of  the  Sabbath-School.     8s,  7s,  &4» 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Melodies,  110. 

1  "\TOW  is  done  the  time  of  teaching, 
•^     Ended  is  the  hour  we  love, 
Still  the  voice  of  friends  beseeching 
Us  to  seek  for  joys  above 

Precious  Sabbaths ! 
Swiftly,  oh !  they  swiftly  move  I 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  301 

2  Soon  our  Sabbaths  will  be  ended, 

All  our  Sabbath-schools  be  past, 
Like  the  leaf,  to  earth  descended, 
Withered  in  the  autumn  blast ; 

Life  is  passing, 
"We  must  see  the  grave  at  last. 

3  Then  may  heaven  be  beaming  o'er  us, 

With  its  sunny  glories  bright ; 

And  with  millions  saved  before  U3 

May  we  join  in  worlds  of  light, 

Praising  Jesus, 
Where  the  Sabbath  knows  no  night 


£•  Dismission.  8s,  7s,  &  4L 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  141. 

1  T  ORD  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

■^     Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 
Let  us  each  thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 
Oh !  refresh  us,  oh  !  refresh  us, 

Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 
May  the  fruit  of  thy  salvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 
May  thy  presence,  may  thy  presence, 

With  us  evermore  be  found  I 


302  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  So  whene'er  the  signal  s  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 

Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  to  leave  our  common  clay  : 

May  we  ready,  may  we  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day  I 


353.  Meeting  and  Parting.  I*. 

Bradbury's  S.  S.  Melodies,  34. 

1  "WHILE  in  the  world  we  still  remain, 

Y    We  only  meet  to  part  again  ; 
But  when  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
TTe  then  shall  meet^to  part  no  more. 

2  The  hope  that  we  shall  see  the  day 
Should  chase  our  present  griefs  away ; 
A  few  short  years  of  conflict  past, 
We  meet  around  the  throne  at  last 

3  Then  let  us  here  improve  our  hour% 
Improve  them  to  a  Saviour's  praise  • 
To  him  with  zeal  devote  our  powers, 
And  run  with  joy  in  wisdom's  ways. 


354.  When  shall  we  Meet  Again  1  P.  H 


Linden  H*--o,  158. 


TyUE^"  shall  we  meet  again  ? 
" Y      Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 
Round  us  forever  ? 


J 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  303 

Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 

from  each  bla^t  that  blows, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  v 

r.  no,  never;  no,  no,  never. 

2  When  srfall  love  freely  flow, 
Pure  as  life's  river  ? 

shall  sweet  friendship  glow, 
Changeless  forever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 

re  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  cl 
Br,  no,  never. 

i  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  us.  dear  Saviour ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  fore 
"Where  kindred  spirits  dwell. 

There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel, 

Never,  no,  never,  &c. 

Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  bci 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever. 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 

Safe  from  all  worldly,  woes , 
Our  days  of  praise  shall  close, 

Never,  no,  never,  &c 


304  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


D0X0L0GIES. 
1.  L.M. 

)RAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  aud  Holy  Ghost. 


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2.  P.M. 

"FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  bs  given. 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 


3. 


TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
-*•      The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


CM. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  305 

4.  P.  M. 

PLORY,  honor,  praise,  and  power 
^"     Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer ; 
Halleluiah !  halleluiah  !  halleluiah  I 
Praise  the  Lord. 


5.  S.  H. 

TO  the  eternal  Three, 

In  will  and  essence  one  ; 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Coequal  honors  done. 


6.  EL  1*L 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 

Perpetual  honors  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

And  to  the  Spirit  praise  ; 
With  all  our  powers,  Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 


7.  lis. 

A  FATHER  Almighty  !  to  thee  be  addressed, 
^  With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God.  ever  blest, 
All  glory  and  worship  from  earth,  and  from  heaven 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given. 


306  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

8.  lis  &  8l 

A  LL  praise  to  the  Father,  all  praise  to  the  Son, 
•"•    All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  thrice  blest  ; 
The  Holy,  Eternal  Supreme  Three  in  One 
Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  addressed. 

CHORUS. 

Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever ; 

Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer, 

Halleluiah  !  halleluiah  !  halleluiah  I 
Praise  the  Lord. 


9.  P.M. 

TO  Him  who  bore  the  sinner's  shame, 
-*-     Be  endless  glory  given, 
Immortal  honors  crown  his  name, 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 
Halleluiah !  Amen. 


10.  7s  &  6s. 

TO  thee  be  praise  forever, 

*-    Thou  glorious  King  of  Kings ; 

Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sings  : 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory 

With  all  thy  saints  above. 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 


11. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECT  307 

P.  M 
TO  thino  anointed 
■*■     Our  song  I  we  raise. 

To  thee,  0  Father,  God  of  love  ! 

We'll  render  endless  praise. 
Halleluiah  !     Praise  the  Lord,  Halleluiah  I 
Sing  praises  to  his  holy  name.     Amen. 


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12.  P.M 

JLESSING,  honor,  glory,  might 

And  dominion  in 
To  the  Father  of  our  Lord. 

To  the  Spirit  and  the  Word — 

As  it  was  all  worlds  before, 
Is,  and  shall  be  evermore. 


13.  Apostolic  Benediction.  8s  &  7s, 

1  A!  AY"  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union, 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  can  not  afford. 


into*  jof  Jfirst  fines  in  fart  first. 


7%^  numbers  refer  to  the  pages  in  the  book, 

Pags 

Acquaint  thyself  quickly.  0  sinner!  with  God, 178 

Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe, 275 

Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 208 

A  little  while,  saith  yonder  sun, 264 

All  bail  to  Christ  our  King 2il 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 74 

All  praise  to  the  Father,  all  praise  to  the  Son, 306 

Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound, 211 

All  the  week  we  spend, 16 

Angry  words  are  lightly  spoken, 241 

A  poor  wayfaring  man  of  grief, 80 

A  prophet  of  the  olden  time 247 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven, 4S 

As  birds  return  on  joyous  wins: 237 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep, 29.3 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 94 

A  youthful  company  we  meet, 36 

Before  the  great  Shepherd  ascended  on  high, 92 

Behold,  a  stranser  at  the  door, 176 

Be  kind  to  each  other 240 

Be  kind  to  thy  father,  for  when  thou  wert  young, 239 

Be  sacred  truth,  my  son,  thy  guide, 126 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might,   307 

Blest  be  the  tie  i  bat  binds 245 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 196 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 73 

Brightly  freedom's  gifts  are  strewn, 246 

Burst,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring, 277 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 178 

Children,  come,  wiJ  1  you  come, 98 


INDEX   OP   FIRST   LINES   IX   PART   FIRST.        309 

Pao» 

Children,  hear  the  melting  story, 76 

Children  of  Jerusalem 39 

Childreo  of  the  heavenly  King 165 

Children  of  the  Babbath-school,     125 

Come  and  ring  with  joy  and  gladness, 37 

Come,  beloved  teachers,  tell  us 93 

Come,  children,  come,  God  (.ids  you  come, . .  98 

Come,  children,  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace, 85 

Come,  children,  Join  to  ring 117 

Come,  children,  let  us  sweetly  simz 59 

Come,  children,  to  the  promised  land, 104 

Come,  come,  come,  don't  delay, 14 

Cotne  every  pious  heart,           .          122 

Come,  go  with  me  to  Sabbatb-school, 251 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls,   213 

Come  hither,  little  restless  one, 139 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 145 

Come,  Holy  Spirit.  Heavenly  Dove 283 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 279 

Come,  let  us  sin;;  of  heaven  above, 57 

Come,  lei  

Come,  let  us  s  ■                        23 

Come,  little  children,  oh  !  come  unto  me, 132 

Come,  i .                      cred  voice 213 

Come,  thou  fount  of  evey  blessing, 161 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat. ; 99 

Gome,  ye  children,  stop  no  longer, 103 

Come  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, • 177 

Come,  youthful  sinners,  come,  ha-ste  to  the  Saviour, 101 

Dear  Father,  ere  we  part 299 

Dear  Lord.  I  am  a  feeble  child 152 

Dear  partner  of  our  hopes  and  fears 234 

Dear  pastor,  and  teachers,  and  friends, 259 

Death  has  been  here  and  borne  away 290 

Delay  not.  delay  not.  U  sinner !  draw  near. 174 

Do  good,  do  good,  there's  ever  a  way, 1 54 

Do  something  for  each  other ". 242 

Doxologiea ' 804,805,806,807 

Drooping  souls,  no  longer  mourn, 179 

Endless  praises  to  our  God 121 

Ere  on  my  bed  my  limbs  I  lay, 141 

Far  over  the  ocean,  our  teuchers  oft  say, 260 


310       INDEX   OF   FIRST  LINES  IN  PART   FIRST. 

Pagb 

Father  hear,  to  tbee  we  raise, 150 

Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost, 304 

Feed  m\  lambs,  how  condescending, 95 

Friend  after  friend  departs, 295 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 199 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 1S9 

From  the  wide,  far  stretching  prairies, 191 

Gladly  meeting,  kindly  greeting, 21 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 19S 

Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power, 305 

God  "intrusts  to  all, 186 

God  is  near  thee *116 

Go  forth  on  wings  oi  fervent  prayer, 230 

Go  into  every  street  and  lan^, 222 

Go  sow  thy  seed  on  tin1  mountain  top, 223 

Go  thou  in  life's  fair  morning '. 12S 

Go  when  the  morning  sninelh, 202 

Go  ye  to  the  bind  of  the  cedar  and  vine, 1S7 

Grace  shall  our  souls  inspire, 227 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound, 211 

Guide  me,  O  thou  Great  Jehovah  ! 162 

Hail,  my  ever-bles-ed  Je^us, 212 

Hail  the  armed  and  marshiled  band, 220 

Hail  to  the  biigbtness  of  Zion'fl  glad  morning, 194 

Happy  angcla  still  you -dwell, 87 

Happy,  happy  meet  we  here 12S 

Happy,  happy  Sunday lt'S 

Happy  land,  happy  land  beyond  the  skies, 69 

Hark  !  on  my  pathway  eternity  treads, 273 

Hark  !  the  notes  of  angels  singing 83 

Hark!  the  Sabbath  bells  are  ringing, 7 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  hups  and  voices, 118 

Hark  !  those  happy  voices  saying 104 

Hark  !  those  happy  voices  saying 210 

Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  hlessing, 152 

Heavenly  Father,  irrant  thy  blessing, 153 

Here  we  meet  to  parr  again, 295 

Here  we  suffer  grief  and  pain 293 

Here  we -throng  to  prai-e  the  Lord 27 

Here  we  throng  to  praise  the  Saviour, 32 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weepi-g 225 

Holy  and  bright  in  the  softened  light, 149 

Hoeannah,  Hosannah,.   33 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LISTS   IN   PART   FIRST.        311 

Paoi 

Hosannabs  were  by  children  pung, 90 

How  bright  the  day.  the  joyful  day 63 

4  :n  and  beautiful  the  morn 273 

How  charming  the  thought  that  the  spirits  in  bill 

How  happy  are  

How  pleasant  here  again  t<»  meet, 

easant  thus  to  dwell  below 

How  precious  \a  the  story 73 

root,  how  heaven, v  ia  the  sight 243 

iweet  the  infant  song 188 

time  By, 118 

How  an  '  :ie  morning  of  rest, 110 

•  l  he  Babbai  h  b «  me. ....         109 

Howaweottk  inda 

eet  to  reflect  on  the  joy  a  that  await  rae 

I  am  weary  of  my  sin,         

-  385 

I'll  awake  at  d  .  3  15 

I'll  to  tl  179 

I  love  the  Sonday-ecInHil 

I  love  t<»  stay  where  my  m<  

I'm  a  lonely  travel  er  here, 170 

I'm  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger 164 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 169 

t<  r  land  of  glorj  71 

In  the  rosy  light  of  the  morning  bright 

In  the  tempest  of  life  when  the  wave  and  the  gale; ,.  127 

I  read  about  a  man  that  wore 

I  saw  ■  child  kneel  down  and  pray 97 

I  think,  when  I  read  that  sweel  story  of  old, 63 

I  Want  to  be  an  angel .* 130 

I  want  to  be  Hk  7> 

I  wish  that  I  could  find  the  pearl, 256 

I  would  not  live  alway, 53 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 51 

\d  shad  it  ever  be 209 

hrist,  our  Lord  and  Saviour, 79 

Jesus,  he  our  tender  Shepherd 157 

Jesus  died  my  

Jesus  high  in* glory 

Jesus,  in" Christian  1"   ■                       ISO 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 105 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 160 


ol2       INDEX   OF   FIRST   LIXE3   IN   PART   FIRST. 

Tau% 

Jesus,  Lord,  to  thee  I  pray. 138 

Jesus,  see  a  little  child, 136 

Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 184 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us, 131 

Jesus,  we  love  to  meet, 124 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  well, 206 

Joyfully,  joyfully  onward  we  move, 38 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come, 70 

Just  as  I  am, 204 

Just  as  thou  art, 203 

Let  gratitude  waken  the  song 200 

Let  the  song  of  praise  and  gladness 199 

Let  us  love  one  another,  not  long  may  we  stay, 242 

Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind,. 119 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 120 

Little  children,  Jesus  calls  you, 101 

Little  children,  sweetly  sing, 245 

Little  drops  of  water 136 

Littie  travellers  Zionward, 174 

Lord,  a  youthful  band  and  lowly, 157 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,.    . .    301 

Lord,  teach  a  sinful  child  to  pray, 15# 

Lord,  this  night  I  come  to  own, 142 

Lord,  who  lovest  little  children, 134 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 216 

Make  me  thy  child,  a  child  of  God, 156 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 129 

May  the  £race  of  Christ,  the  Saviour, 317 

Meek  and  lowly,  pure  and  holy, ..    286 

Mid  scenes  of  affliction,  with  sorrow  oppressed, 49 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion,  and  creature  complaints, 62 

Mid.^t  sorrow  and  care .    88 

Mourner,  why  this  fruitless  sorrow, 

jus  hear  his  cross  alone, 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 63 

My  heaven  iy  home  is  bright  and  fair, 172 

My  home  is  in  heaven,  my  rest  is  not  here, 69 

Nay,  I  can  not  let  thee  go 207 

Now  be  the  Gospel  banner, .         193 

Now  condescend.  Almighty  King, 160 

Now  1  awake  and  see  the  light, 142 

Now  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep,  141 


DTDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES    IN    PARI    FIRST.        313 


Now  i9  done  the  time  of  teaching 800 

Now  the  .  leth  pleading 130 

Oh  !  do  not  be  discouraged 5 

Ob  t  for  i  I  i  od. 146 

O  hippy  land  !  O  happy  land, 68 

me,  come  away 11 

Oh  1  came,  let  us  sing, 

Oh  !  come  with  me  to  the  5  Mbbath -school  room, 12 



Oh  1  never  on  this  Holy  Book, 47 

d  forth  the  Bible,  more  precious  than  gold, 45 

..von 

Oh !  there  wiU  be  m  217 

Oh!  the  BabbAth-scbool'a  a  refuge 265 

Ob  I  tis  In  the  land  •  

Oh  !  we  love  l  ome," 

O  mother  1  dear  Jerusalem 

On  a  hi  41 

n B8 

One  sweet  flower  ha-  drooped  and  faded, 29  I 

One  there  is  above  all  others 85 

One  thing  is  needful  in  this  word . 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 52 

I  Head  !  now  wounded 

O  thou  !  from  whom  all  goodness  flows,  159 

0  thou !  whose  tender  mercy  lu  an 205 

Oh  !  where  is  little  broth*  r 

«>ur  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thy  name,. 155 

Our  goo 

SOS,  before  he  went  home 

Our  Saviour  bids  the  children,  come, 100 

Our  souls  bv  love  tocetbe r  knit 

OL  !  when  shall  I  Bee  J  86 

Oh !  world  of  glory  and  of  biiss. 238 

O  welcome  li^ht !.' ....  IS 

Patience,  bright  and  happy  spirit 280 

Please  to  watch  us.  blessed  Saviour 300 

Praise  God.  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 804 

Preserved  by  ihine  almighty  power c.  110 

Press  onward,  O  Zion  '.  the  millions  are  ealling 24  J 

"Rejoice,  rej  ice.  the  promised  time  is  comin-j.   ...         ....  196 

to'ck  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, ' °"w* 


314       DTDEX  OF  FIRST   LINES  Bt  PART  FIRST. 

Pao« 

Sabbath-schools  must  have  their  meeting, 253 

Safely  through  another  week, 183 

Save'all  my  children.  Lord 231 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation, 2S4 

Say  whither,  wandering  stranger 169 

See  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 75 

Shepherd,  while  thy  flock  are  feeding 152 

Shout  the  tidings  ot  salvation, 188 

Some  call  us  the  infants 262 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 224 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think 175 

Strew  the  sweet  flowers  on  prayer's  holy  altar, 261 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring, ." 249 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King. 122 

Sweetly  sing,  sweetly  sing S9 

Sweetly  the'Sabbath" bell,     .    7 

Sweet  spices  they  brought  on  their  star-lighted  way, Ill 

Take  my  heart,  0  Father!  take  it, 155 

Teacher,  grow  not  faint  nor  weary, 234 

Teachers,  here  we  meet  together, 35 

Teacher,  on  thy  station  stand 233 

Tell  me.  Shepherd,  from  above 14S 

God  for  the  Bible,  more  precious  than  gold, 44 

The  beautiful  sun  has  forsaken  the  earth. 141 

The  Bible,  the  Bible,  more  precious  than  gold 40 

The  chariot !  the  chariot'!  the  wheels  roll  in  fire, 276 

The  flowers  are  preachers 250 

The  eye  that  saw  me.  blessed  me 250 

The  lambs  of  Jesus,  who  are  they 236 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  he  makes  me  repose, 115 

The  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  our  guardian  and  guide, 115 

The  mercy  of  Jesus  has  brought  us  once  more, 228 

The  mites  have  the  blessing, 26S 

The  morning  sky  is  bright  and  clear 13 

The  prir  ce  of  salvation  "in  triumph  is  riding, 194 

There  is  a  clime  where  Jesus  reigns 55 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 214 

There  is  a  friend  we  ought  to  love 77 

There  is  a  happy  land, 47 

There  is  a  harp  whose  thrilling  sound, 274 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 65 

There  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God, 2S3 

There  is  a  spot  surpassing  sweet, . .     232 

**^re's  a  song  the  angels"  sing, 5S 


INDEX    OP   FIRST   LINES   IS  PA11T   FIRST.         315 

Pag« 

There's  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose, 117 

The  Sabbath  bells  are  ringing 143 

.bath  morn  is  breaking 17 

The  Sabbath-school's  a  place  of  prayer, 2 

The  seraphs  bright  are  hovering,.  .  .* 145 

The  Sunday-school,  that  blessed  place 9 

TheS.::.                                             hool, 48 

The  voice  is  fa  .tie  voice, 

The  world  its  fancied  pearl  may  crave 952 

They  tell  us  of  a  city  bright 5-1 

This  night,  ere  I  lay  down  to  sleep, 142 

Through  thy  protecting  care 151 

Thy  will  be  d-»ne  in  devious  ways,. 878 

Time  is  winging  us  away ". , -J 72 

Tis  religion  that  can  give 207 

'Tis  sweet  when  Sabbath  morn  returns, 106 

Tis  time  to  go  to  bed 140 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls, 103 

To  do  to  others  as  I  would 16 

To  Father.  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 304 

Together  let  us  sweetly  live 1 73 

To^God  the  Father's  throne 305 

To  hear  redemption's  sacred  story 22;j 

To  him  who  bore  the  sinner's  shame, 306 

Toil  on.  teachers,  toil  on  boldly, 826 

To  thee  be  praise  forever ' 30G 

To  thee,  my  G-od  and  Saviour, 188 

To  thee,  O  blessed  Saviour! 29 

To  the  eternal  Three, 305 

To  the  wandering  and  weary,. 102 

To  thine  anointed  Son, 3  '7 

Truth,  wo  have  sometimes  been  told, , 262 

Upon  the  waters  cast  thy  seed, 223 

Very  little  things  are  we, 137 

Wake  the  song  of  jubilee, 195 

"Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 192 

We  all  love  one  another,  . 133 

We  are  pilgrims  on  the  earth 163 

We  come,  we  come  in  joyous  tiain. 24 

We  gather,  we  gather,  dear  Jesus,  to  bring, 91 

We  have  no  home  but  heaven 50 

Welcome,  day  of  solemn  meeting, 2S5 


816       INDEX  OP   FIRST   LINES   IN  PART   FIRST. 

Paob 

We'll  come, -while  yet  all  glowing, 132 

We  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-school," 255 

We  prav  for  one  who  with  us  here, 271 

Wo  thank  the  Lord  that  here  a'^ain, 275 

Went  we  forth  from  (his  place  weeping, 209 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 284 

We  offer,  Lord,  an  humble  prayer, 296 

We're  a  happy,  hippy  band, 86 

We're  pilgrims  on  our  journey  home,  167 

We're  the  lambs  of  the  flock, 96 

We're  travelling  home  to  heaven  above, 166 

Wf  will  trust  the  gracious  God 156 

W»  won't  give  up  the  Binle, 42 

What  is  life,  'tis  but  a  vapor 60 

What  is  it  shows  my  soul  the  way, 41 

Whene'er  I  take  mv  walks  abroad 183 

When  first  my  eyes  beheld  the  light, 112 

When  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer, 56 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 61 

When  little  Samuel  woke, 147 

When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain,   71 

When  Sabbath's  hallowed  morn  I  meet, 230 

When  Sabbath's  sacred  morning  light, 6 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing, 190 

When  shall  we  meet  again 312 

When  the  morning  light  drives  away  t'-e  night, 3 

When  the  time  of  our  earth'y  sojourning  is  over, C4 

Wken  torn  is  the  bosom  with  sorrow  and  care, 288 

Where  do  children  love  to  go 8 

{There  we  oft  have  met  in  gladness, 291 

While  in  this  world  we  still  remain 302 

While  the  heavenly  seed  we're  sowing, 229 

Who  shall  sing  if  not  the  children, 32 

Wh\  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 294 

Why  is  it  that  the  little  child,         263 

Why  is  it  that  you  make  me  piek, 255 

Why  should  cold  or  stormy  weather, 144 

Will  you  come  to  our  Sunday-school, 1 

With  joyful  lips  again  we  sing 25 

Would  you  be  as  acjgels  are, 26 

fes,  dear  Sabbath-school,  Hove  thee, - 1 


LEE  AYENUE  COLLECTION. 


Part  Second: 


CONSISTING    OF 


NEW  AND   POPULAR 

HYMNS  AND  SONGS. 


COMPILED   BY 

JEREMIAH   JOHNSON,  Jr., 

SUPERINTENDENT   OF   LEE    AVENUE   SUNDAY   SCHOOL. 


NEW  YORK: 
A.    S.    BAR  N  E  S    <fc    CO. 

51    4  o3    JOHN-STREET. 

1861. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  Eighteen  HunrVed 
and  Fifty-eight, 

BY  JEREMIAH  JOHNSON,  Ju., 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  Slates  for  the 
Southern  District  of  New  York. 


PREFACE. 

Since  the  publication  of  Part  First,  many 
new  and  beautiful  Hymns  and  Tunes  have 
been  introduced  into  the  Sabbath-schools  of 
our  land.  It  has  been  the  object  oi  the 
Compiler  to  gather  together  and  publish  the 
newest  and  choicest  of  the  former,  in  a  con- 
venient form  for  the  use  of  the  many  scholars 
and  teachers  of  the  Lee  Avenue  Sunday- 
school.  In  this  collection  a  large  number 
of  devotional  Hymns  have  also  been  intro- 
duced ;  many  of  these  have  secured  a  hold 
upon  the  affections  of  the  Church,  and  been 
sung  by  Christians  for  ages.  Several  national 
and  secular  pieces  have  been  added;  these, 
although  unsuitable  for  the  Sabbath-school 
room,  are  appropriate  for  celebrations,  pie- 
.  (fee 

Reference  has  been  had  to  the  want  expe- 
rienced by  the  school  for  a  more  extensive 


4:  PKEFACE. 

variety  of  Temperance  Hymns  and  Songs,  to 
be  used  in  the  monthly  meetings  of  the 
Band  of  Hope,  and  some  of  the  choicest 
productions  of  our  most  eminent  poets  have 
been  inserted.  The  same  was  true  of  Hymns 
on  Benevolence  ,  and  Moral  Reform  ;  this 
want  has  also  been  supplied. 

Chanting  having  been  successfully  intro- 
duced into  our  school,  a  variety  of  suitable 
Chants  have  been  introduced.  Many  beau- 
tiful selections,  principally  from  Scripture, 
will  be  found  near  the  close  of  the  collection. 

A  reference  to  the  book  and  the  page  on 
which  a  suitable  tune  can  be  found,  is  affixed 
to  almost  every,  hymn ;  also  the  author's 
name,  where  the  same  could  be  definitely 
determined. 

The  Compiler  is  indebted   to  several  es- 
teemed friends  for  original  pieces  which  have 
before  appeared  in  print. 

,  J.  J.,  Jr. 

Jax.  1st,  1859. 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION, 

PART     II. 


1 '  Ma  Ice  a  joy  fa  I  n  o  he  u  n  to  Hi  m  ic  ith 
psalms" — Psalm  95. 

Am?ri:f.n  Vocal 

1  /^OME.  sound  bis  praise  abroad, 
\J     And  hymns 

Jebovab  U 

The  universal  E 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Alleluia, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  Alleluia, 
Alleluia,  Alleluia.  Alleluia, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown, 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne. 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice. 

And  own  our  gracious  God.  Watts. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Praise  to  the  Saviour.  P.  M. 

Lee  Avenue  S.  S.  Casket. 

1  D  AISE  we  now  a  gladsome  measure, 
At     To  our  Saviour  King  ; 

While  each  bosom  throbs  with  pleasure, 

Loud  his  praises  sing. 
Sing  the  wondrous  love  of  Jesus, 
Sing,  till  all  the  earth  shall  hear  us ; 
Till  all  nations  join  the  chorus, 

Make  the  welkin  ring. 

2  Yes,  his  love  hath  kindly  spared  us, 

Through  the  passing  year  ; 
And  his  hand  hath  gently  led  us 

All  together  here  : 
With  a  new  extatic  feeling, 
Now  our  grateful  hearts  are  swelling, 
Of  that  love  we  would  be  telling  ; 

Telling  far  and  near. 

3  Lord,  accept  the  gift  we  offer, 

Low  before  thy  shrine  ; 
Take  the  willing  hearts  we  proffer, 

Make  them  wholly  thine. 
Youthful  soldiers  of  the  army, 
Let  us  still  be  faithful  to  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  we  raise  before  thee 

Anthems  more  divine.     Sara  Hamilton 


"  I  will  praise  the  name  of  God  with  p  ^r 
a  song.'''' 

Anniversary  Hymns,  57. 

LET  every  heart  rejoice  and  sing ; 
Let  choral  anthems  rise  ; 


LEE   AVENUE    COI.T.KCTION.  I 

Ye  reverend  men  and  children,  bring 

To  God  your  sa  i 
For  he  is  good  ;  the  Lord  is  good, 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding-  loud, 

The  Lord  Jehovah  praise. 

While  the  rocks  and  the  rills, 
While  the  vales  and  the  hills, 

A  glorious  anthem  raise  ; 
Let  each  prolong  the  grateful  song, 

And  the  God  of  our  fathers  praise. 

He  bids  the  sun  to  rise  and  set  ; 

In  heaven  his  power  is  known  ; 
And  earth,  subdued  to  him,  shall  yet 

Bow  low  before  his  throne  ; 
For  he  is  good  ;  the  Lord  is  good, 

And  kind  are  all  his  ways  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

The  Lord  Jehovah  praise.       Washburn. 


A         Praise  for  mercies  and  afflic-  -...     .  -.9 
^'  tions. 

Methodist  Hymns  and  Tunes,  318. 

1  T70E,  what  shall  I  praise  thee,  my  God  and  my 
T         King, 

For  what  blessings  the  tribute  of  gratitude  bring? 
Shall  I  praise  thee  for  pleasure,  for  health,  or 

for  ease, 
For  the  sunshine  of  youth,  for  the  garden  of 

peace  ? 

2  Shall  I  praise  thee  for  flowers  that  bloom  on  my 

breast, 
For  joys  in  prospective,  for  pleasures  possess'd/ 


8  LEE    ATEXrE    COLLECTION. 

For  the  spirits  that  heighten'd  my  days  of  delight, 
And  the  slumbers  that  fell  on  ray  pillow  by  night  ? 

8  For  this  I  should  praise,  but  if  only  for  this, 
I  should  leave  halt  untold  the  donation  of  bliss  ' 
I  thank  thee  for  sick]  rrow  and  care. 

For  the  thorns  I  have  gather' d.  the  anguish 
bear. 

4  For  nights  of  anxiety,  watching,  and  tears. 
A  present  of  pain,  a  prospective  vi  feare, 

I  praise  thee.  I  bless  thee,  my  Lord  and  my  God, 

For  the  gov  d  and  the  evil  thy  hand  hath  bestow' d. 

5  The  flowers  were  sweet,   but  their  fragrance  is 

flown. 
They  yielded  no  fruit,   they  are  wither' d  and 

gone  ; 
The  thorn  it  was  poignant  :  but  precious  to  me 
Was  the  message  of  mercy — it  led  me  to  thee. 
Elizabeth  Fry. 


K    ; '  I  press  to  wa  rrfs  th  e  ???  a  rk  t  fo  r  the  *    •  - 
*-*•  prii 

nth  Collection,  370. 

1    r)l$F.  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings  ; 
JLl     Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things. 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 
Sun.  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 


2  Rivera  to  the  oc  «n  run, 
N      e     y  in  all  their  coura 
Fire  sun  ; 

iree  : 
Thus  ii  soul,  new  boi . 
Pante 

To  :  embrace. 

:rn  ; 
prize  ; 
nr  will  return, 
Triumphant  in  I 
Y 

Ha]  | 
All  your 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

CSNNICK. 


6. 


11  What  are  those  soul-reviving    -r    ,.- 

stro  '  '      * 

Sabbnt    -S 

1  XV HAT  are  those  - 

T  T     Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains  ; 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  atill, 
So  sweet!'  bill  ? 

Glory,  glory,  let  us  sing, 
While  he  i  irth  with  glory  i 

Hosanna  !  hosanna  !  h  unb  of  Ged  I 

2  Lo  !   'tis  an  infant  chorus  si 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  ki 

Che  Saviour  comes  ! — and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation.  ...tine. 


10  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Messiah's  name  shall  joy  impart 
Alike  to  Jew  and  Gentile  heart  : 
He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  yon, 
And  we  will  sing  hosanna  too. 

4  Proclaim  hosannas,  lond  and  clear  ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear  ! 
All  praise  on  earth  to  him  be  given, 
And  glory  shout  through  highest  heaven. 

Pratt's  Collection. 


"  Blessed  is  lie  whose  transgression    p  ,.- 
is  forgiven." 


■s 


American  Vocalist,  100. 

ALVATION  !  Oh,  the  joyful  sound  ! 
'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Glory,  honor,  praise  and  power, 
P>e  unto  the  Lamb  forever  ! 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer  ! 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord  ! 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  w^e  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound.        Watts. 


8. 


9. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  11 

Wh  erf  CM. 

Plymouth  Collection,  320. 

AYEil  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Utter' d  or  an •.-.- 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  tire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 


1    pi- 


2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear  ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
"When  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  t 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 

Pieturning  from  his  w 
While  angels  in  thei  ice, 

And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  pra] 

5  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air. 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

6  0  Thou  by  whom  we  come  to  G 

The  Life,  the  Truth.  I 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord  !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

Montgomery. 


MY 


Tt'.e  worth  of  Prayer.  L.  AT. 

Qth  Collection,  216. 

HAT  \arious  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat ! 


12  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken' d  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

$  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight, 

Piayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  "When  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ; 
But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail' d. 

6  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah  !  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  rill  your  fellow-creature's  ear, 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath. thus  vainly  spent, 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 
Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
41  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

COWPER. 


~J  A        The  Preparation  of  the  Heart.    C.  M 

Plymouth  Collection,  140. 

1  T  OPtD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
JL     With  reverence  and  with  fear  ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 


LEE  1 3 

2  God  of  all 

dire,  wl  U  • 

Truth  in  the  inward 

-  deep  humility  ;  the  - 
Of  godly 
A  sr  nee 

To  hear  tl  i  live  ; — 

1  Faith  in  th  rifice 

To  to  fix  our  & 


1  t. 


;  M§t  *. 


i  now  i 

11  Who 


the 
:  pity 

For 
Ht5  hands  and  hi 

And  all  this  me. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  ha] lei 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah.     Amen. 

2  How  gladly  does  Jesus 
•  |  ardon  in. 
To  all  who  r» 
By  faith  in  their  heart 

Ko  evil  befalls  them,  their  home  is  al 

And  Jesus  throws  round  them  the  arms  of  h;~ 

3.  How  preci 

■ 

i  we ! 


14  LEE    AYENCE    COLLECTION. 

When  weak,  he  supports  them  ;  when  erring,  he 

guides ; 
And  every  thing  needful  he  kindly  provides. 

4  Oh,  give  then  to  Jesus 

Your  earliest  da] 

They  only  are  blessed 

Who  walk  in  his  ways  ; 
In  life  and  in  death  he  will  still  be  your  friend, 
For  whom  Jesus  loves,  he  loves  to  the  end. 


~J  O      Child  s  Communion  with  Christ.    C.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymna,  No.  3,  3. 

1  TVEAR  Jesus  !  ever  at  my  side, 
XJ     How  loving  must  thou  be 

To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven  to  guard 
A  little  child  like  me. 

2  Thy  beautiful  and  shining  face 

I  see  not.  though  so  near  ; 
The  sweetness  of  thy  soft  low  voice 
I  am  too  deaf  to  hear. 

3  I  cannot  feel  thee  touch  my  hand, 

With  pressure  light  and  mild, 
To  check  me,  as  my  mother  does 
Her  erring  little  child. 

4  But  I  have  felt  thee  in  my  thoughts, 

Fighting  with  sin  for  me  ; 
And  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 
The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 

5  And  when,  dear  Saviour  !  I  kneel  down 

Morning  and  night  to  prayer, 
Something  there  is  within  my  heart 
Which  tells  me  thou  art  there. 


LEE    A YEN  15 

6  Yes,  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too— 
Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me  : 
But  when  1  >!<  -p.  thou  sleepest  not, 
Butwatchest  patiently.  Fa: 


13. 


1  WHAT  i 

H     Pray  tell  to  n 


The  Gospel  Ship.  0.  M. 

I  Melodies,  20. 

re  you  sailing  in  ? 
ray  tell  to  me  its  name  ; 
Our  vessel  is  the  Ark  of  God, 
And  Christ  our  captain's  name  ; 

Then  hoist  every  sail  to  catch  the  gale, 

Who  long  have  plied  the  oar  ; 
The  night  begins  to  wear  away, 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  shore. 

2  And  what's  the  port  you're  sailing  to  ? 

Pray  tell  us  all  straightway  ; 
The  New  Jerusalem's  the  port, 
The  realms  of  endless  day  ; 

3  Our  compass  is  the  Sacred  Word, 

Our  anchor  Blooming  Hope, 
The  Love  of  God  the  main-topsail, 
And  Faith  our  cable  rope  ; 

4  Heave  out  your  boat.  I,  too.  will  go, 

If  you  can  find  me  room  ; 
There's  room  for  you,  for  all  the  world — 
Make  no  delay  to  come  ; 

5  And  are  you  not  afraid  some  storm 

Your  bark  will  overwhelm? 
We  do  not  fear,  for  Christ  is  here, 
And  always  at  the  helm  ; 


16  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

6  We've  look' d astern,  through  many  a  storm 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through; 

We're  looking  now  ahead — and  lo  ! 
The  land  appears  in  view  ; 

7  The  sun  is  up,  the  clouds  are  gone, 

The  heavens  above  are  clear  ; 
A  city  bright  appears  in  sight, 
We'll  soon  be  round  the  pier  ; 

8  And  when  we  all  are  landed  safe 

On  that  Celestial  Plain. 
Our  song  shall  be.  "Worthy  the  Lamb. 
For  rebel  sinners  slain  !" 

Wm.  S.  Edwards. 


1  A.  Jesvs*  nh all  ice  forget?  CM. 

L;n  'en  Harp,  62. 

1  TESUS  !  thy  love  shall  we  forget, 
t)      And  never  bring  to  mind 

The  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
And  bade  us  pardon  find  ? 

Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 

On  thee — alone  on  thee  ; 
Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid, 
Thine  all  the  glory  be. 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  grief  forget, 

Thy  fastings  and  thy  pray< 

Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors  wet, 
To  save  us  from  despair "! 

3  Gethsemane   can  we  forget 

Thy  struggling  agony, 

When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee? 


LEE    ..  <  ELECTION".  17 

4  Th-1  nails — the  b 

The 

u  let 
Son  forsake:. 

5  Life's  brig  .^et, 

Our  kindre  love  ; 

But  He  w  ho  paid  <  debt, 

Our  c  ihall  prove. 


15 


Long  8s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  388. 

1  1JOW  tt-fli-  lira 

11       W  l : 

Sweet  pi  reet  flowers 

Have  lost  all  their  s*  me  ; 

The  midsummer  sun  shines  but 

strive  in  vain  to  look  gay, 

But  when  I  am  happy  in  fl 
December  May. 

2  Content  with  beholding  His  face, 

My  all  to  his  pi 

'.ace 

WouM  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  app 
And  prisons  would  palaces  proi 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

3  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  Thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  e 
Say,  why  <i  i  I  ind  pine, 

And  why  are  my  wi  .ig? 

*  2 


18  LEE    AVEXLE    COLLECTION. 

Oh,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 
Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore  ; 

Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

Newton. 


16. 


"  On  the  Cross:'       7s,  6s,  &  8s. 

Revival  Melodits,  5. 


1  "DEHOLD  !  behold  !  the  Lamb  of  God, 
£)     On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 

For  you  he  shed  his  precious  blood, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 
Now  hear  his  all-important  cry, 
11  Eloi  lama  sabacthani  !" 
Draw  near  and  see  your  Saviour  die, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ! 

2  Behold  !  his  arms  extended  wide, 

On  the  cross-,  on  the  ci 
Behold  !  his  bleeding  hands  and  side, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 
The  sun  withholds  its  rays  of  light, 
The  heavens  are  clothed  in  shades  of  night, 
While  Jesus  doth  with  devils  right, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 

3  Come,  sinners,  see  him  lifted  up, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 
He  drinks  for  you  the  bitter  cup, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 
To  heaven  he  turns  his  languid  eyes  ; 
11  'Tis  finish' d  !"  now  the  conqueror  cries, 
Then  bows  his  sacred  head  and  dies, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 


LEE    AVEXi'F    0OIXBOTION'.  19 

4  "lis  done  !  the  mighty  deed  is  done, 

On  the  cross,  on  the 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  < 
The  rocks  do  rend,  the  mountains  quake, 
While  Jesus  doth  atonement  make, 
While  Jesus  Buffers  for  your  sake, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 

5  Where'er  I  go  I'll  tell  the  story 

Of  the  cross,  of  the  cross  ! 
In  nothing  else  my  soul  shall  glory, 

Save  the  cross,  save  the  ci 
Yes,  this  my  constant  theme  shall  be, 
Through  time  and  in  eternity, 
That  Jesus  suffered  death  for  me, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  ci 

G  Let  every  mourner  come  and  cling 

To  the  cross,  to  the  cross  ! 
Lf  t  ev'ry  Christian  come  and  sing. 

Round  the  cross,  round  the  crof 
Here  let  the  preacher  take  his  stand, 
And  with  the  Bible  in  his  hand, 
Proclaim  the  triumphs  of  the  Lamb, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross  ! 


I  tr  The  King  of  Glory.  L.  K 

Plymouth  Collection,  84. 

1  AUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
\)     Our  .T  ue  up  on  high  ; 

The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky  : 


20  LEE    AYEiSrE    COLLECTION. 

2  There  His  triumphant  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
''Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  I" 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  ethereal  scene ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  His  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of- glory  in  ! 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?  who  ? 

The  Lord  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame  ; 
The  world,  sin.  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew — 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  His  triumphant  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates. 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  I" 

6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  glory?  who  V 

The  Lord,  ofglorious  power- possess' d  ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too — 

God  over  all,  forever  blest !      C.  Wesley. 


i  O  The  sweet  Sabbath- Day.  lis. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  N"o.  3,  9. 

1  A  GOD  !    to   thy  promise   our  hearts   humbly 
\J     cling, 
To  thine  altar  the  bloom  of  our  childhood  we 

bring ; 
We   seek   thee   right    early  —  our   guide   thou 

shalt  be, 
„•  11  the  years  of  that  youth  we  now  offer  to  theo. 


HON".  21 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  !     Hallelujah  to  the 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah  !     Amen  ! 

2  Thanks,   thanks  for  I,  for   the   sweet 

For  the  teachers  who  lead  us  in  wisdom's  glad 

way. 
Who  points  m  - )  ready  of  old, 

Young  children  like  us  in  his  aims  to  enfold. 

3  Should  life  be  continued  till  manhood  comes  on, 
Till  the  scenes  of  its  noontide  like  shadows  are 

gone, 

Still,  still  be  thou  near  us  to  help  and  defend. 

Till  like  sheaves  fully  ri^  .  e  de- 

scend. 

4  Oh  !    grant  that  in  heaven,  earth's  lab 

done, 
The  voice  of  these  teachers  with  ours  may  be 

one, 
In  praise  unto  Him  in  whose  name  they  have 

tau_ 
Whose   blood   flowing   freely  our  pardon  hath 

bought.  TiTH.  D.D. 


1Q       Tv  idoy-Schwl 

Aib— Few  davs. 


P.  II 


1     4T8  nool  you're  sure  to  find 

xx    True  hearts,  true  heai 
Our  I  I  are  good  and  kind, 

We  love  them  w 


22  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

They  teach  the  youth  that  gather  here, 

True  hearts,  true  hearts — 
The  right  to  love,  the  wrong  to  fear ; 
We  love  them  well. 

They  seek  for  our  salvation, 

True  hearts,  true  hearts  ; 

And  fight  sin's  usurpation — 

We  love  them  well. 
And  we  love  the  bells  sweet  ringing, 

Ding-dong,  ding-dong  ; 
And  we  love  the  cheerful  singing 
At  Sunday-school. 

2  Our  school  contains  a  friendly  band, 

True  hearts,  true  hearts  ; 
We've  brothers  here,  all  hand  in  hand, 

We  love  right  well  ; 
Our  hearts  are  knit  in  bonds  of  love, 

True  hearts,  true  hearts, 
As  on  we  march  to  worlds  above, 

We  love  right  well. 

3  With  song  and' shout,  o'er  hill  and  plain, 

True  hearts,  true  hearts, 
We  will  the  Sunday-school  maintain — 

We  love  it  well. 
From  East  and  West,  from  North  and  South, 

True  hearts,  true  hearts, 
Let  every  child  and  youth  come  forth 

To  Sunday-school. 


20. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECT!  23 


Sabbath  Morning. 


A  if. — Pralri 

1  AH!    the   Sabbath    morning!    beautiful    and 

u 

y  we  hail  its  golden  lij 
All  the  gloomy  shadows  chasing  far  away, 
Bringing  us  the  pleasant  day. 
Day  calm  and  holy— day  nearest  Heaven, 

Day  which  a  Father's  love  has  given, 

Oh:  -    oath   morning!    beautiful    and 

brig 
Glad  we  hail  its  golden  lig 

2  All  the  days  of  labor  ended  one  by  one, 
Glad  are  we  the  six  days'  work  is  done  ; 
Glad  to  have  a  day  of  sweet  and  holy  rest, 
"lis  the  day  that  God  has  I 

3  Let  us  spend  the  moments  of  this  holy  day, 

that  when  they  all  have  pass'd  away. 
Sweet  'twill  be  to  think,  the  qtriet  Sabbath  even 
Brings  us  one  day  nearer  Heaven. 


21. 


i  Sabbath  Scholar's  Welcome.         P.  IT. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  Xo.  3,  10. 

COME  with  us  to-day,  oh  !  come, 
Don't  delay,  don't  delay  ; 
To  the  Sabbath-school  our  home, 
Come,  ye  children,  haste  away  ; 
Come  while  yet  your  hearts  are  light, 

Join  our  throng,  join  our  throng, 
And  unite,  with  true  delight. 

While  we  sing  our  cheerful  song. 


24  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Hearts  so  light,  tempers  right, 

Let  us  join  the  chorus  ; 

Light  and  free  may  we  be, 

All  is  bright  before  us  ; 

Parents  dear,  with  us  here, 

By  their  presence  cheer  us  ; 
Swell  the  song,  swell  the  song, 
God  is  love. 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  swell  the  song  of  gladness, 
Happily,  happily,  not  a  thought  of  sadness, 
Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud,  all  is  joy  and  gladness. 
Welcome  !  oh,  welcome  !  oh,  welcome  here  ! 

2  Here  we  learn  the  way  of  truth, 

Teachers  dear,  teach  us  here  ; 
And  while  "in  the  days  of  youth," 

We  are  taught  the  Lord  to  fear  ; 
On  the  holy  Sabbath-day, 

To  each  heart,  they  impart 
Words  of  truth  which  point  the  way 

To  the  world  of  joy  above. 
Come  away,  don't  delay, 

Come  in  youth's  bright  morning  ; 
Grace  divine,  let  it  shine, 

All  our  lives  adorning*; 
Thus  we'll  strive,  all  to  live, 

Shrs  temptation  scorning. 


22. 


Pleasant  is  the  Sabbath  Bell^ 

Madge's  S.  S.  Music  Book,  M. 

1  pLEASAXT  is  the  Sabbath  bell— 
X      In  the  light,  in  the  light : 
Seeming  much  of  jov  to  tell — 
In  the  light  of  God. 


tXE    ATBNUI    COLLECTION.  25 

But  a  mils:  far — 

In  the  Light,  in  the  light: 
Breathes  where  angel-spiritfl  are — 

In  the  light  of  I 

Let  us  walk  in  the  light — 

Walk  in  the  light : 
Let  us  walk  in  the  light — 

In  the  light  of  God. 

2  Shall  we  ever  rise  to  dwell 
Where  immortal  praises  swell? 
And  can  children  ever  go 
Where  eternal  Sabbaths  glow? 

3  Yes,  that  bliss  our  own  may  be  ; 
All  the  good  shad  Jesus  see  : 
For  the  good  a  rest  remains, 
Where  the  glorious  Saviour  reigns. 


23. 


'H 


Holy  Biole,  well  I  love  thee  !       P.  M. 

Wil  ier'a  Music  Book. 

OLY  Bible,  well  I  love  thee  ! 
Thou  didst  shine  upon  my  way, 
Like  the  glorious  sun  above  me, 
Turning  darkness  into  day. 

Just  as  the  sun  rolls  back  the  night, 
Breaking  forth  with  morning  ray, 
So  does  the  Bible's  spreading  light 
Chase  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Holy  Bible,  mines  of  treasure 
In  thy  precious  folds  I  see  ; 
Earthly  good  would  know  no  measure, 
If  this  world  were  ruled  by  thee. 


LEE    AYENUE    COLLECTION. 

Holy  Bible,  thou  wilt  cheer  me, 

When  I  lay  me  down  to  die  ; 
Christ  has  promised  to  be  near  me — 

Can  I  fear  when  he  is  nigh  ?     L.  Wilder. 


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"  The  Lord  is  my  Salvation"    7s  &  6s 

Methodist  Hymns  and  Tunes,  301. 

1  /^OD  is  my  strong  salvation, 
VJ  What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  light,  my  help  is  near  : 

2  Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand  ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 
With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 

3  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance, 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 
When  faint  and  desolate  : 

4  His  might  thine  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen, 
"The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace." 

Montgomery. 


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'0 


Christ  our  Hope.  L.  M. 

American  Vocalist,  132. 

UE,  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness  ; 
We  dare  not  trust  the  BWtetest  frame, 
But  lean,  0  Jesus,  on  thy  name  : 

On  Christ  the  solid  rock  we  stand, 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 


LEE    AYENl  E    OOLLBOTIOH.  27 

race, 
We  rest  on  thy  unchangii 
In  every  high  and  Btormy  g 
Our  eil. 

3  Thine  oath,  thy  covenant,  and  blood, 
Support  us  in  the  sink 

3  way, 
q  then  art  all  cur  hope  and  stay. 

4  When  t":  J]  sound, 
Oh.  may  we  then  in                    and, 

•ne, 
Fai  the  throne.       Eees. 


2(5. 


lS 


'"'.  ?.  12. 


On  the  fl 

kle. 

lighting  up  the  wood, 
Silently  pi 

3  Hear  the  mountain  streamlet, 

In  the  solitude, 
With  its  ripple  saying, 
14  G< 

4  In  the  leafy  | 

Where  no  fears  intrude, 
Merry  bii  £PDgi 

"God  is  ever  good." 


23  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

5  Bring,  my  heart,  thy  tribute, 

Songs  of  gratitude. 
"While  all  nature  utters, 
"  God  is  ever  good." 


Stand  up  for  J-  P.  }&. 

Ho.  1. 


27. 

1  CTAND  up  f  r 

O  Crown"  d  with  the  splendors  of  the  Holy  Ghost 
Shrink  from  no  foe.  to  no  temptations  yield, 
Urge  on  the  triumphs  of  tins  glorious  field — 

Stand  u]    " 

Stand  up  for  J 

Stand  up  for  Ji 

2  Stand  up  for  Jesus  !   Ye  of  ever}-  name  ! 

All  one  in  prayer,  and  all  with  praise  aflame  ! 
Forget  the  sad  estrangement  of  the  past, 
With  one  consent  in  love  and  peace  at  last — 

3  Stand  up  Tor  Jesus  !  Lo  !  at  God's  right  hand 
Jesus  himself  for  us  delights  to  stand! 

Let  saints  and  sinners  wonder  at  his  grace  : 
Let  Jews  and  Gentiles  blend,  and  all  our  rare — 


28 


Inxoca t ion  of  th e  Sj  7  s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  14. 

1  T  IGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire. 
JJ     Love  divine,  thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart : 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer. 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Saviour,  Son  of  God,  appear  ! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 


LEE  IION.  29 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour  ; 

Brine:  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in: 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Take  away  the  love  of 

■  re  4  r;  ire, 
We  will  covet  nothing  L<  - 
Be  thou  all  our 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

C.  Wesley. 


29 


ywest  that  Hove  Thee:'   C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  188. 

1  "HO  not  I  love  thee.  0  my  Lord  ? 
\J     Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ; 
Anl  turn  each  cursed  idol  out 

That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hea 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  i 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  pi 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name. 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  flame  ? 

5  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord  ; 

But  oh,  I  lon^  t 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

DODDRIDQB. 


30  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


30. 


The  One  Petition.  C.  M 

Plymouth  Collection,  050. 

1  FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
J?    Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

Z  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 
My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Q  i  "  Lord,  save  us :  we  perish."  12s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  71. 

1  TI7~HEN  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest 

T  t       is  streaming. 
When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is 

gleaming, 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray  the  poor  seaman  to  cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker — Help,  Lord,  or  we  perish! 

2  0  Jesus,  once  toss'd  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy  pillow, 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish, 
Who  cries,  in  his  danger,   Help,  Lord,   or  we 

perish ! 

3  And  oh,  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
When  hell  in  our  hearts  his  wild  warfare  is  wa- 
ging, 


LEE    AYEN  HON".  31 

Arise  in  thy  strength,  med  to  cherish  ; 

Rebuke  tin  erish ! 


OO  6a 

1  'PHY  way.  not  mine.  0  Lord, 
JL   However  dark  ir 

by  thine  own  hand, 
nt  the  path  for  me. 

2  I  dare  not  choose  my  I 

I  would  not,  it  I  migl 
Choose  thou  for  me.  my  God, 
So  shall  I  walk  arig 

3  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine  :  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  il 

4  Take  thou  my  cup.  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  till, 

st  to  thee  may  seem  : 
Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

5  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health, 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me, 
My  poverty  or  wealth. 

6  Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 

In  2  -at  or  small  ; 

Be  thou  my  guide,  my  strength, 

My  wisdom  and  my  all.  BOXAJL 


32  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

O  O  Our  Guide.  8s  &  7s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  219. 

1  pENTLY,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 
\JT     Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
Oh,  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Oh,  refresh  us  with  thy  grace, 
May  thy  mercies,  never  ceasing, 

Fit  us  for  thy  dwelling-place. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fa.il  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 

Till  by  angel  hands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 

5  Then,  oh,  crown  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Through  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Then  shall  praises  never  ceasing 
Echo  through  thy  dwelling-place. 


34 


Tell  us  of  the  Joys  of  Heaven.  8s,  7s,  &  7s. 

Shawm,  -2Q8. 

Children. 
1  T^ELL  us  of  the  joys  of  heaven, 
J.     Ye  who  know  a  Saviour's  love  ; 


LYKHX7X    OOLLKCTIOir. 

What  to  Christ:  a 
In  the  glorious 

her. 
Human  tongue  can  ne'er  declare 
All  that  tfa 

2  Will  they  dwell  with  Christ  for 

■yond  the  b 
And  will  he  be  absent  never 

From  the  Christian's  final  home  ? 

They  with  Christ  shall  ever  dwell, 
See  his  fa  riders  tell. 

_-lory 
Bea;  face, 

While  the]  '-'^J, 

In  that  holy,  hai 

They  shall  see  that  vision  blest, 

D  they  enter  int  i 

4  Will  the  blessed  Holy  Spirit 

In  that  land  of  rest  be  known  ; 
And  will  tl  v-  inherit. 

-  they  stand  around  the  throne? 

All  who  now  his  voice 

Shall  behold  his  heavenly  ray. 

5  Will  not  death,  or  night,  or  ang 

In  that  hanpy  land  be  foil 
And  will  none  languish, 

.  re  the  heal 

Sickness,  sorrow,  darkness,  pain, 
Never  will  admittance  ga 


34  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

6  Lead  us,  then,  to  that  salvation, 
Where  the  living  waters  flow  ; 
Guide  us  to  that  heavenly  station, 
For  the  way  full  well  ye  know. 

All  these  blessings  they  receive, 
Who  in  Jesus  Christ  believe. 


35. 


The  Royal  Proclamation.  P.  M. 

American  Vocalist,  290. 

1  TJEAR  the  royal  proclamation, 
XI  The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 
Publishing  to  every  creature, 

To  the  ruin'd  sons  of  nature  : 

Jesus  reigns,  he  reigns  victorious, 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious, 
Jesus  reigns ! 

2  See  the  royal  banner  flying, 
Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying  : 
"Rebel  sinners,  royal  favor 
Now  is  offer' d  by  the  Saviour. 

3  "  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy  ; 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly  ; 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  forever  ; 
Oh,  now  turn  to  God  the  Saviour. 

4  "  Here  is  wine  and  milk  and  honey  ; 
Come  and  purchase  without  money  ; 
Mercy  flowing  like  a  fountain. 
Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain?" 

5  Now  our  hearts  have  caught  new  fire  ; 
Brethren,  raise  your  voices  higher  ; 


:  IOX. 

Shout  with  joy 

To  '  ion. 

To  the  bounds  of  the  creati 

: 

The  Almighty  Prince  of  Ziun. 

Christ  hath  purchas  smption  : 

Angels,  shout  th< 

Through  the  brig  La  of  glory. 


O/^  Nbn*  like,  P.  M. 

Boys. — Who  came  from  heaven  to  rana 
—Jesus,  who  died  upon  the  I 


All. Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus,  He  died  on  the  tree, 

Qyu    ^  He  (^C  *  f°r  y°u-  He  died  for  me. 

lr  '"'  J  He  di 
AIL — Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus,  He  died  on  the  tree. 

2  Why  did  he  heaven  ah 

He  came  because  his  name  was  •   L  re." 

3  And  did  he  di 

.  on  the  cros  his  blood. 

4  Why  did  my  Lord  and  Saviour  bl< 

That  we  from  evil  might  be  f: 

5  Christ  is  the  weary  sinner's  home — 
Oh,  let  us  con-  I  us  come! 


56  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


37." 


He  hath  home  our  griefs,  and  .  n    „  „ 
•  j  '  I?  7s  &  6s, 

carried  our  sorrows. 


'i 


Jubilee,  218. 

LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus, 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ; 
He  bears  them  all  and  frees  us 
From  the  accursed  load. 


2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus, 

All  fulness  dwells  in  him  ; 
He  healeth  my  diseases, 
He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 

3  I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares  ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 
He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
I  Ion":  to  be  like  Jesus, 
The  Father's  holy  child. 

5  I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song.         Bokab. 


OO  "  I  will  never  leave  thee,  nor  forsake  1-  , 
*JQ*  thee" 

Plymouth  Collection,  280. 

OW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said  ? 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 


'H 


LEE    AVENUE    CO!  37 

2  "Fear  not  ;  I  am  with  thee  ;  oh,  be  not  dismay'd; 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  aid  ; 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  cause  thee 

tand, 
Upheld  by  my  i  i .  tent  band. 

8  "When  tl  iy  shall  lie, 

•  shall  he  tl 
The  flame  shall  not  hui  t 
Thy  gold  to  refi 

4  "The  sonl  thai  bath  leaii'd  for  repose, 

I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 

shake, 
I'll  never — no.  never — no,  never  forsake." 

Kirkham. 


Q  Q    u  This  do  in  remembrance  of  rue."'  8s  &  7s. 

American  Vocalist,  174. 

1  TESUS  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us, 
fJ     Cheers  our  famish'  d  souls  with  f 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us, 

Of  his  mystic  flesh  and  blood. 
Precious  banquet  ;  bread  of  heaven  ; 

Wine  of  gladness,  flowing  free  ; 
May  we  taste  it.  kindly  given, 

In  remembrance,  Lord,  of  thee. 

2  In  thy  holy  incarnation, 

When  the  angels  sang  thy  birth  ; 
In  thy  fasting  and  temptation  ; 

In  thy  labors  on  the  earth  ; 
In  thy  trial  and  rejection  ; 

In  thy  sufferings  on  the  tree  ; 


38  LEE    AVEXLE    COLLECTION. 

In  thy  glorious  resurrection  ; 
May  we,  Lord,  remember  thee. 


40 


■  B, 


I?te  Godly  Child.  CM. 

.  oath  Collection,  223. 

cool  Siloam's  shady  rill. 
How  sweet  the  lily  gi 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  ase 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  0  Thou  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine. 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crown'd, 
Were  all  alike  divine, — 

6  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own.  Hebkr. 


41. 


P.  M. 


1  T 
1 

And  s 

— In  I 

What  aility. 

2  When  V  .  he  better  • 

And  L 

I  e  meet ; 

Wh  Be    I 

3  The  saint  that 

In  deep— 
The  weight  of  gl  down 

Then 
— Nearest  the  thro::  :  be 

The  footstool  of  humility. 


42. 


'B 


The  Boot  oj  P.  \[. 

Annivcrssry  Hymns,  N 

00K  of  grace 

I   »f  God  to  : ._  nth  : 


Wondrous  is  thy  y — 

Bright,  bright  with  truth. 

2  Book  of  love  !  in  accents  tender, 
onto  such  as 
May  it  lead  as,  Lord,  to  render 
All.  all  to  the. 


40  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Book  of  hope  !  the  spirit,  sighing, 

Consolation  finds  in  thee, 
As  it  hears  the  Saviour  crying, 
*'  Come,  come  to  me." 

4  Book  of  peace  !  when  nights  of  sorrow 

Fall  upon  us  drearily, 
Thou  wilt  bring  a  shining  morrow, 
Full,  full  of  thee. 

5  Book  of  life  !  when  we,  reposing, 

Bid  farewell  to  friends  we  love, 
Give  us,  for  the  life  then  closing, 
Life,  life  above. 


A  €>  Faith,  Hope,  and  Love. 

American  Vocalist,  106. 

1  YfTAKE,  Faith,  and  Hope,  and  Love, 

1 T      Awake  with -threefold  power, 
To  hail  the  blessings  from  above 
In  this  auspicious  hour  ! 
Praise  ve  the  Lord, 

Hallelujah ! 
Praise  ve  the  Lord, 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

2  Wake,  Faith  ©f  ancient  time, 

That  ask'd.  and  not  in  vain,  ' 
Till  modern  Pentecost  sublime 
Shall  thrill  Columbia's  plain  ! 

3  Wake,  Hope  with  sweeter  strain, 

Which  prophets  sung  before, 
Till  God  shall  come  from  Eastern  Maine 
To  California's  shore  ! 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  41 

4  Wake,  Love  for  all  our  race, 

Till  all  shall  nhout  on  earth's  round  face, 
"Ari 

5  Wake.  Fnlhy  and  B 

With  tii. 
Till  God's  own  shall  prove 

The  bright  millennial 

R.  E.  LEVERING. 


44 


8s  &  3a. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  No.  2,  19. 

1  XV'  HEX  E'ER  we  m 

T I      What's  th  lews? 

Pray,  what's  the  order  of  the  d 

What's  the  news 
Oh,  I  have  got  good  news  to  tell ! 
If j  -  -  -lone  all  things  well, 

And  triumph' d  over  death  and  hell — 

That's  the  news  !  That's  the  news  ! 

2  The  Lamh  was  slain  on  Calvary — 

That's  the  news  !  That's  the  news  ! 
To  set  a  world  of  sinners  free — 

That's  the  news  the  news  ! 

Twas  there  his  precious  blood  was  shed, 
'Twas  there  he  bow'd  his  sacred  head; 
But  now  he's  risen  from  the  dead — 

That's  the  nen  - 

8  To  heaven  above  the  Conqueror's  gone,  &c. 
He's  pa-s'd  triumphant  to  the  throne,  &c. 
And  on  that  throne  he  will  remain 
Until,  as  Judge,  he  comes  again, 
Attended  by  a  dazzling  train,  &c. 


42  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  His  work's  reviving  all  around,  &c. 
And  many  have  redemption  found,  &c. 
And  since  their  souls  have  caught  the  flame, 
They  shout  hosanna  to  his  name  ; 

And  all  around  they  spread  his  fame,  &c. 

5  The  Lord  has  pardon' d  all  my  sin,  &c. 
I  feel  the  witness  now  within,  &c. 
And  since  he  took  my  sins  away. 

And  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
I'm  happy  now  from  day  to  day,  &c. 

6  And  Christ  the  Lord  can  save  you  now,  &c. 
Your  sinful  hearts  he  can  renew,  &c. 

This  moment,  if  for  sins  you  grieve, 
This  moment,  if  you  do  believe, 
A  full  acquittal  you'll  receive,  &C. 

7  And  then,  if  any  one  should  say, 

What's  the  news?  What's  the  news? 
Oh.  tell  them  you've  begun  to  pray, 

That's  the  news  !  That's  the  news  ! 
That  you  have  join'd  the  conquering  band, 
And  now  with  joy  at  God's  command, 
You're  marching  to  the  better  land,  &c. 


45. 


What  shall  a  man  give  in  ex-     p  ir 
change  for  his  soul." 

Pljmouth  Colloction,  140. 


1  TX7HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 
T  T      The  whole  creation  round  ? 
That,  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That,  which  in  Christ  is  found. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION'.  43 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath  ! 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife  ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death  ; 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below 

In  earthly  vessels  frail  '! 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know 
Till  rlesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

4  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  Cross, 

3  knowledge  to  obtain, 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 

But  everlasting  gain.  Montgomery. 


46 


Me  raj  for  the  Chief  of  Sinvers.         7a. 

Plymouth  Collection,  11*. 

1  "TvEPTH  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 
JL/   Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  fori 

Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls, 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  his  relentings  are, 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare  ; 
Cries.  "  How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands. 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands ! 
God  is  love  !  I  know.  I  feel  ; 

Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 


44  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

5  Jesus,  answer  from  above. 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  l< 

Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong;  forget? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet  ? 

6  Now  incline  me  to  repent ! 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ! 
Now  my  soul's  revolt  deplore  ! 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

C.  Wesley. 


47. 


"  Thy  people  shall  be  my  people,  and    „ 
thy  God  my  God" 

Plymouth  Collection,  '266. 

1  pEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

X      I  have  sought  the  world  around  ; 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found- 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns  a  fugitive  unbless'd  ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave  ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore  ; 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 
Earth  can  till  my  soul  no  more  ; 

Every  idol  I  resign.  Montgomery. 


48. 


'I 


LEE    AVENTE    COLLECTION.  45 

S.  M. 
Plymouth  Collect: on,  Itt- 

p ; 

I  did  not  love  I 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice  ; 
I  would  not  be  contrail"  d. 


2  I  was  a  wayward  chi 

I  did  not  love  my  home  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice  ; 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

3  The  Sheph  eep  ; 

The  Father  sought  his  child  ; 
They  follow' d  me  o'er  dale  and  hill, 

0  V  ild. 

4  They  found  me  nizh  to  death, 

Famish' d.  and  faint,  and  lone  : 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love  ; 
They  saved  the  wandering  one. 

5  I  was  a  wandering  sheep  ; 

1  would  not  be  i 

But  now  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice  ; 
I  love,  I  love  his  fold. 

6  I  was  a  wayward  child  ; 

I  once  preferred  to  roam  ; 
But  now  I  lov-  ice, 

I  love,  I  love  his  home.  Bonar. 


46  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

AC)  Divine  Mercy.  lis. 

Plymouth  Collection,  230. 

1  H^HY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my  song, 
JL    The  joy  of  my  heart  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue ; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the  last, 
Hath  won  my  affections  and  bound  my  soul  fast. 

2  Without  thy  sweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here  ; 
Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair  : 
But  through  thy  free  goodness  my  spirits  revive, 
And  he  that  first  made  me  still  keeps  me  alive. 

o  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my  heart, 
Which  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardness  depart ; 
Dissolved  by  thy  goodness  I  fall  to  the  ground, 
And  weep  to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  I  found. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day, 

To  the  poor  and  the  needy  who  knock  by  the  way; 
No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 
Who  comes  seeking  mercy  for  Jesus' s  sake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell  ; 
Its  glories  I'll  sing  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell  ; 
'Twas  Jesus,  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on  the  tree, 
That  open'd  the  channel  of  mercies  to  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies  !  thy  goodness  I  own, 
And  the  cov'nant  of  love  in  thy  crucified  Son  : 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  witness  divine 
Seals  mercy,  and  pardon,  and  righteousness  mine. 

Whitetield. 


50 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  47 

8s  & 

-School  Harmonist,  156. 

1  /^OMK.  •  and  welcome  ; 
\j    All  th  :ne  ; 
Joyfully  we  now  rec 

To  the  church,  your  future  home  ; 

Come  and  welcome,  come  and  welcome, 
In  our  hearts  there  yet  is  room. 

2  Stay  no  longer,  stay  no  longer, 

From  your  blessed  Saviour's  fold  ; 
Come.,  dear  youth,  ye  lambs  of  J 

He  himself  hath  bid  you  come  ; 
With  I  with  his  people, 

Join  yourselves,  and  be  at  home. 

3  Now  accept  the  pledge  we  give  you, 

While  our  hands  with  yours  we  join  ; 
While  our  hearts  unite  together 

In  the  bonds  of  love  divine  ; 
Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jes 
May  we  all  henceforth  be  thine. 

4  Now  the  vows  of  God  are  on  you — 

Be  the  slaves  of  sin  no  more  ; 
Oh,  be  humble,  holy,  faithful, 

1111  the  toils  of  life  are  o'er  ; 

Then,  dear  brethren,  then,  dear  sisters, 
May  we  meet  on  Canaan's  shore  ! 


Convert's  Farcicell.  P.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  392. 

1  T?  ARE  WELL,  dear  friends.  I  may  not  stay  ; 
I?    The  home  I  seek  is  far  away  ; 


4£  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Where  Christ  is  not  I  cannot  be — 
This  land  is  not  the  land  for  me. 
This  world  is  not  my  home, 
This  world  is  not  my  home  ; 
This  world  is  all  a  wilderness — ■ 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

2  I've  found  the  winding  path  of  sin 
A  rugged  path  to  travel  in  ; 
Beyond  the  chilly  waves  I  see 

The  land  my  Saviour  bought  for  me. 

3  Praise  be  to  God,  our  hope  on  high  ; 
The  angels  sing,  and  so  will  I ; 
Where  seraphs  bow  and  bend  the  knee, 
Oh,  that's  the  land — the  land  for  me. 


52 


They're  coming  Home.  P.  M. 

American  Vocalist,  868. 

1  T^HE  day  has  come,  the  joyful  day, 
A     At  last  the  day  has  come, 
That  saints  and  angels  joy  display 

O'er  sinners  coming  home. 
They  are  coming  home, 
They  are  coming  home, 
Behold  them  coming  home  ! 

2  The  saints  of  God  fresh  courage  take, 

Are  strong  in  conquering  prayer  ; 
The  hosts  of  hell  with  terror  shake, 
While  God  displays  his  power. 

8  How  beautiful  on  mountain's  top 
The  herald's  feet  appear  ; 
While  tidings,  blessed  tidings  drop, 
The  broken  heart  to  cheer. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  49 

•1  To  all  the  region  round  about, 
The  news  has  swiftly  flown, 

That  sinners  deep  in  guilt  have  sought 
And  found  what  others  >purn. 


53 


Happy  Day.  P.  M. 

MuJge's  S.  S.  Musi:  Book,  *. 

1  /^tOME  all  who  would  to  glory  go, 

V     And  leave  this  world  of  sin  below, 

ike  your  sins  without  delay. 
Believe,  and  you  shall  win  the  day. 
Happy  day.  happy  day. 
When  Jesus  washd  my  sins  away  ! 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day  ; 
Happy  day,  happy  da}'. 
When  Jesus  wash'd  my  sins  away ! 

2  Oh.  do  not  longer  tarry  here, 
And  live  in  sin  and  dark  despair  ; 
There  is  for  you  a  better  way. 

In  which  you  all  may  win  the  day. 

3  And  if  your  conflicts  are  severe, 
And  you  have  many  trials  here. 
You  only  need  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  onward  press  to  win  the  day. 

4  In  glory  now  the  Saviour  waits, 
And  opens  wide  the  pearly  gates  ; 
He  stands  and  beckons  you  away  ; 
Go  on,  and  you  will  win  the  day.    - 

6  And  when  you  reach  the  realms  above. 
Where  all  is  harmony  and  love, 
Then  you  shall  join  the  heavenly  lay. 
And  sing  and  shout  "  I've  won  the  day." 
4 


50  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

KA  Come  and  Welcome.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymn  Book,  No.  2,  15. 

1  AH,  come,  children,  come  to  the  Saviour  to-day, 
\J  Come,  for  all  things  are  ready,  oh,  haste  ye 

away. 
Come  and  welcome,  come  and  welcome, 
Come  and  welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus,  nor  longer  delay. 

2  He  invites  you  to  come,  to  his  words  now  attend, 
He  calls  you  in  love — he's  the  children's  best 

Friend. 
Come  and  welcome,  come  and  welcome, 
Come  and  welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome. 
Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus,  the  children's  kind 

friend. 

3  He  died  that  the  souls  of  the  children  might  live, 
He  lives  now  in  glory  their  prayers  to  receive. 
Come  and  welcome,  come  and  welcome, 

Come  and  welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus,  repent  and  believe. 

4  The  Spirit  says,  "Come,"  his  gentle  vvice  hear. 
To-day  pray  for  pardon  while  Jesus  is  near. 
Come  and  welcome,  come  and  welcome, 

Come  and  welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus,  while  he  is  so  near. 


55. 


'H 


The  Voice  from  Heaven.  P.  M, 

Waters'  S.  S.  Music  Book,  31. 

1st  Division  of  the  School,  or  Class. 

ARK  J  a  voice  !  a  heavenly  voice  ! 
Floating  lightly,  lightly  by  ! 


LEI     AVK.NTi:    COLLECTION.  ( 

'4  Come  to  Jesus,  and  rejoice  : 
Live  with  him  on  high  !" 
2d  Dix 
Yea  !  we  come  !  to  Jesus  come  ; 

For  our  Saviour.  Saviour  dear, 
Soon  will  call  us  to  his  home, 
Free  from  every  fear. 

[Repeat  1st  Div.  in  full  chorus.] 

Hark  !  a  voice  !  a  heavenly  voice  ! 

Singing  sweetly,  sweetly  now  : 
M   Tis  the  hour  to  make  thy  choice  ; 

Come  !  to  Jesus  bow  !" 

Jesus'  love — worth  more  than  gold 
Dug  from  out  the  richest  mines — 

Jesus'  love,  like  wealth  untold, 
Hound  the  heart  entwines. 

Hark  !  a  voice  !  a  heavenly  voice  ! 

Hear  it !  sounding  through  the  land  : 
11  Souls  on  earth  make  heaven  rejoice 

Who  for  Jesus  stand." 

Jesus  !  take  us  in  thine  arms  ; 

Suffer  that  we  come  to  thee  : 
With  thy  blessing,  earthly  harms 

From  our  path  will  flee. 

C.  Hatch  Smith,  A.M. 


OU.  Pilgrim  Band.  P.  M. 

.  i-e'a  Snndny-Scbool  Music  Book,  S3. 

1   Z^tOME.  little  soldiers,  join  in  our  band, 

\J   March  for  the  kingdom,  our  nromis*d  land  ; 
Fearless  of  danger,  onward  we  roam  ; 
Jesus  our  leader  is,  soon  we'll  be  home. 


52  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

We're  a  little  pilgrim  band, 
Guided  by  a  Saviour's  hand  ; 
Soon  we'll  reach  our  fatherland, 
No  more  to  roam. 

2  Hark  to  the  voices  bidding  us  come  ! 
Angels  rejoicing,  beckon  us  home  : 

No  more  shall  sadness  or  sorrow  oppress  ; 
Come,  little  pilgrim  band,  there  we  shall  rest. 

3  Soon  we  shall  never  know  sorrow  more, 
But  blest  forever,  God's  love  shall  share; 
Soon  we  shall  see  him  in  his  blest  home, 
Ever  still  praising  him  ages  to  come. 


5  7 .      TaJce  tJlV  Staffi  °  Pfyrim  !     6s  &  5s. 

Beethoven  Collection,  200 

1  TAKE  thy  staff,  0  pilgrim  ! 
X  Haste  ihee  on  thy  way  ; 
Let  the  morrow  find  thee 

Farther  than  to-day. 
If  thou  seek  the  city 

Of  the  Golden  Street, 
Pause  not  on  thy  pathway, 

Rest  not  weary  feet. 
In  the  heavenly  journey 

Press  with  zeal  along — 
Resting  will  but  weary. 

Running  make  thee  strong. 

2  Wings  that  eagles  carry. 

Rear  them  in  their  flight ; 
So  thy  burden  bears  thee — 
Surely  then  'tis  light ! 


LEE      .  LLECTION".  53 

Haste,  it  hath  been  told  thee — 
All  things  are  thine  own  ; 
n  tals, 

Stand  before  the  throne. 
Here  thy  journey  endeth, 
Here  thy  -  »wn, 

Enter  here  thy  mansion, 
Here  receive  thy  crown ! 

TllLODORE  TlLTON. 


KO  "  Escape  to  the  Mountain."  12a. 

Plymouth  Collection,  3"3. 

1  THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "  Escape  to  the 
J.        mountain  !" 

For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  open'd  a  foun- 
tain ; 
For  sin  and  uncleanness.  and  every  transgression,. 
His  blood  flows  so  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  bought  us  a 

pardon  ; 
We'll  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over 
Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  to  the  Saviour  repair  ; 
Now  He  calls  you  in  mercy  ;  and  can  you  forbear  ? 
Though  your  sins  are  increased   as  high  as  a 

mountain, 
His  blood  can  remove  them  ;  it  flows  from  the 
fountain. 

3  Now  Jesus,  our  King,  reigns  triumphantly  glo- 

rious ; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell  He  is  more  than  victo- 
rious ; 


54  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

With  shouting   proclaim  it ;     0    trust  in  His 

passion  ; 
He  saves  us  most  freely  ;  0  precious  salvation  ! 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gain'd  the  blest 
shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,  we  will  praise  Him 

the  more  ; 
We'll  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  bank  of  the 

river, 
And  sing  of  salvation  forever  and  ever. 

Thorn  by. 


59 


0\  turn  ye!  lis. 

Revirul  Melodies,  i8. 

H,  turn  ye,  oh,  turn  ye  !  for  why  will  you  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you  ;  the  Spirit  says,  Come  ; 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 


■o 


How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away ! 
Come  wretched,   come   starving,   come  just  as 

you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive  ; 
Oh,  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe  ? 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come  ? 
'lis  you  he  bids  welcome  ;   he  bids  you  come 
home. 


LEE  5.) 

4  Con. 

And 

Oh,  how  can  v  .11  you  not 

We'll  jonrney  together  an 


60. 


L.  M. 

1  T  '1  'AY.  if  you  will  hear 
JL   N 

will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 
We  a] 
To  the  _":  e  it 

2  Ye  wandering  souls,  who  find  no  i  - 

will  you  be  forever  I 
Will  yon  I  hell  ? 

Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell  ? 

3  Come  n<  nth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  g  ful  sound  : 
Come,  go  with  us,  \ 

The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  I 

4  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glittering  I 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  j< 

Or.  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell  ? 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell ! 

5  Once  more  we  ask  you.  in  his  name, 
For  yet  his  love  rem 

will  you  to  Mount  Zi-  . 

will  yon  have  this  Christ,  or  do? 

Kent's  Collection'. 


56  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


61 


lH 


The  Test.  7s. 

Plymouth  Collection,  2ft8. 

ARK  !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ! 
Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word  ! 
Jesus  speaks,  he  speaks  to  thee, 
"Say.  poor  sinner,  luv'st  thou  me? 

2  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  ahove  ; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

3  "Thou  shall  see  My  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  faith  is  done — 
Partner  of  My  throne  shalt  be  : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  Me?'' 

4  Lord  !  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint  ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  : 

Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  !     Cowper. 


62 


The  Midday  Hour  of  Prayer.      C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  190. 

1  TESUS.  this  midday  hour  of  prayer 
tl      We  consecrate  to  thee; 
Forgetful  of  each  earthly  care, 

We  would  thy  glory  see. 

2  We  come  thy  presence  to  implore  ; 

0  teach  us  how  to  pray  ! 
.Impart  to  us  thy  Spirit's  power, 
Thy  saving  grace  display. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  0  4 

8  Baptize  with  energy  Divine 

contrite  soul  at": 
0  bow  the  stubborn  will  to  thine. 
And  give  the  heart  of  flesh. 

4  Unite  our  hearts,  unite  our  tongues, 
In  lofty  praise  to  thee. 
Accept  the  tribute  of  our  songs, 
Thou  Holy  One  in  Three. 

Mrs.  Pucece  H.  Brow*. 


63 


'F 


The  Midday  Prayer  Meeting.      0.  M. 

Anniv. -rsuy  Kymns,  No.  2,  1. 

ROM  busy  toil  and  heavy  care 
We  turn  the  weary  mind, 

And  in  the  place  of  noontide  prayer 
Our  sanctuary  find. 

The  midday  hour,  the  noontide  hour, 

It  is  the  hour  of  prayer  : 
Our  souls  receive  renewing  power, 
For  Jesus  meets  us  there. 

2  The  voice  that  still' d  the  stormy  waves 

On  distant  Galilee. 
Speaks  once  again,  and  at  the  sound 
Retires  another  sea. 

3  The  restless  waves  of  care  and  strife 

Obey  the  mighty  voi 

Peace  broods  the  quiet  waters  o'er, 
And  all  our  souls  rejoice. 

4  These  heaven-bright  hours  too  soon  are  past. 

Gram  ds  greater  I 

A  place  where  worship  never  ends, 

Nor  night  succeeds  to  noon.     Miss  Hart. 


58  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


64 


Harvest.  7s  &  6s. 

I  Lute  of  Zioo. 


1  TJO  !  reapers  of  Life's  Hai 

11     Why  stand  with  rusted  blade, 
Until  the  night  draws  round  thee, 

And  day  begins  to  £ 
Why  stand  ye  idle,  waiting 

For  reapers  more  to  c 
The  golden  morn  is  passing  : 

Why  sit  ye  idle,  dumb? 

2  Thrust  in  your  sharpen' d  sickle, 

And  gather  in  the  grain  ; 
The  night  is  fast  approaching, 

And  soon  will  come  again. 
Thy  Master  calls  for  rcai 

And  shall  he  call  in  vain? 
Shall  sheaves  lie  there  ungather'd, 

And  waste  upon  the  plain  ? 

8  Come  down  from  hill  and  mountain, 

In  morning's  ruddy  glow, 
Nor  wait  until  the  dial 

Points  to  the  noon  below  ; 
And  come  with  the  strong  >inew, 

Nor  faint  in  heat  or  cold  : 
And  pause  not  till  the  evening 

Draws  round  its  wealth  of  gold. 

4  Mount  up  the  heights  of  Wisdom, 

And  crush  each  error  low  ; 
Keep  back  no  words  of  knowdedge 

That  human  hearts  should  know. 
Be  faithful  to  thy  mis-ion, 

In  service  of  thy  Lord  ; 
And  then  a  golden  chaplet 

Shall  be  thy  just  reward. 


LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION'.  50 

^  9^£fa  Little  Qiv&n. 

*  r.  18!. 

1  I  rriJLE  me  and  bi : 

L    I  -our  heave:. 

Lit  t. 

With  a  glad  and  willi 

Litti  -hty. 

2  To  the  d 

Bid  them  live ; 

Sen  :  .  A  blind, 

the  mind  ; 
Weak  b 

-       ig, 
And  the  1  .  itnrn 

-  I  am. 

3  Give  to  all  the  dark* 
Tidings  of  a  heavenly  birth. 

Till  the  youth  in  every  land 

Learn  the  Savi         3  £        t  c  -mm and  ; 

v  law 
From  redemption  bliss  shall  draw, 
And  the  hills  shall  ring 

With  the  praises  of  our  King. 

4  Little  Givers  !  come  and 
Willing  tribute  while  ye  may. 
Ma:  .  -.  though  but  small, 
Make  a  large  (me  from  yon  all ! 
Give  your  heart  with  holy  love, 
Give  your  praise  like  that  above  ; 


60  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Life  and  all  to  Jesus  gcive, 

And  in  glory  you  shall  live. 

Wm.  Oland  Botjkhk. 


66 


Plenty  to  Do.  P.  M. 

Anniv.rifj'y  rlymrvs,  No.  3,  "• 

1  |  MAY,  if  I  have  but  a  mind, 
1     Do  good  in  many  ways  ; 
Plenty  to  do  the  young  may  find, 

In  these  our  busy  days. 
Sad  would  it  be.  though  young  and  small, 
If  I  were  of  no  use  at  all. 

2  One  gentle  word  that  I  may  speak, 

Or  one  kind  loving  deed, 
May.  though  a  trifle  poor  and  weak, 

Prove  like  a  tiny  seed  ; 
And  who  can  tell  what  good  may  spring 
From  such  a  very  little  thing  ? 

3  Then  let  me  try,  each  day  and  hour, 

To  act  upon  this  plan, 
What  little  good  is  in  my  power, 

To  do  it  while  I  can  ; 
If  to  be  useful  thus  I  try, 
I  may  do  better  by  and  by. 


f\^7    u  There  came  a  certain  poor  widow, 
^  •  •      and  she  threw  in  two  mites,  which 
make  a  farthing" 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Siogiag  Book,  106, 

1  T  ITTLE  rain  drops  feed  the  rill  ; 
Li    Rills,  to  meet  to  streamlet,  glide  ; 


LEE    a  rlON.  61 

fill  ; 

her'd  here, 
Gifts  ind, 

Shall  '  bounty  ch 

That  refresh  a  thirsty 
With  the  sea  of  love  shall  I  I 

*race  doth  pour, 
And  [lie  na: 

E'en  to  earth's  remotest  shore. 

SlOOUBHST. 


6Q      "  I  '  n  to  lis    r  j, 

°-  eraldbilib  L '  * 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Boot,  74. 

1  TTIPE  not  thy  talent  in  the  earth, 

JLL     However  small  it  be  ; 

Its  faithful  use.  its  utmost  worth. 

God  will  require  of  thee. 
His  own,  which  He  hath  lent  on  trust, 

He  asks  of  thee  again  ; 
Little  or  much,  the  claim  is  just. 

And  thine  excuses  vain. 

2  What  if  the  little  rain  should  p]ead. 

Can  ne'er  refresh  yon  thirsty  mead  ; 
I'll  tarry  in  the  sky  !'' 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

What  if  a  shining  beam  of  noon 

Should  in  its  fountain  stay, 
Because  its  feeble  light  alone 

Was  not  enough  for  day  ?  Cutter. 


69. 


Hoio  Little  Things  increase.       L.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  1*0. 

GRAIN  of  corn  an  infant's  hand 
May  plant  upon  an  inch  of  land, 

Whence  twenty  stalks  might  spring  and  yield 

Enough  to  stock  a  little  field. 

2  The  harvest  of  that  field  might  then 
Be  multiplied  to  ten  times  ten. 

Which  sown  thrice  more  could  furnish  bread 
Wherewith  an  army  might  be  fed. 

3  A  penny  is  a  little  thing, 

Which  e'en  a  poor  man's  child  may  bring 

Into  the  treasury  of  Heaven, 

And  make  it  worth  as  much  as  seven. 

4  As  seven  !  yea  worth  its  weight  in  gold, 
And  that  increased  an  hundred  fold, 
For  lo  !  a  penny  tract,  if  well 
Applied,  may  save  a  soul  from  hell. 

6  That  soul  can  scarce  be  saved  alone, 
It  must,  it  will  its  bliss  make  known  : 
Come,  it  will  cry,  and  you  shall  see, 
What  great  things  God  hath  done  for  me. 

6  Hundreds  that  joyful  sound  shall  hear, 
Hear  with  the  heart  as  well  as  ear  ; 
And  these  to  thousands  more  proclaim 
Salvation  in  the  only  name.       Montgomery. 


70. 
'L 


LEE    I 

Missionary  Hymn  for  L.  M. 

Plynicntb  Collection,  \2A. 

OILD,  can  a  simple  child 
Or  send  the  b 

-  Will  this 

Which  'mi 

3  Oh,  yes  ;  although  t.  mall, 

And  bid  it  swell  th  •  _!  uious  tide, 
By  thou.-  .  '.led. 

4  Yon  mighty  fl<  feeds  the  plain, 
Ls  fed  by  tiny  drops  of  rain  ; 

And  ocean's  broad  ui  -rand 

Consi 

5  Thus  may  the  hildren  brii 
Make  Genti  L'a  King — 
If  own'd  by  thai  ower 

Which  curbs  the  sea.  and  forms  the  shower  ! 
Richard  Huie.  M.  D. 


71. 


Despise  not  ill        j    \\ 

thit 

n,  331. 


1  THE  day  of  small  thi  will  not 

J.   Despise,  the 
An  orphan's  offering,  widow's  mite, 


C4r  LEE    AYENFE    COLLECTION. 

2  Children  !  who  now  hosannas  raise, 
Out  of  whose  mouths  lie  perfects  praise, 
Spare  from  the  little  you 

What  God  will  own,  accept,  and  bless. 

3  Till  through  the  -  nth,  the  west. 
Gifts  from  the  north  will  be  so  I 

That,  in  the  end,  earth's  countless  throngs 
Shall  sing  with  us  this  song  of  songs  : 

4  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Power,  riches,  honor,  to  obtain. 

Who  loved  and  wash'd  us  in  His  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God." 

Momgomery. 


72 


Song  of  the  Little  Builders.  7s. 

Little  Singer,  184. 

1  TITTLE  builders,  build  away  ! 
Jj     Little  builders,  build  to-day  ! 
Build  a  temple  pure  and  bright ; 
Build  it  up  in  deeds  of  light ! 
Lay  the  corner  strong  and  deep, 
Where  the  lieart  the  truth  shall  keep  ; 
Lay  it  with  a  builder's  care, 

For  the  temple  resteth  there. 

2  If  you  want  an  honored  name, 
If  you  want  a  spotless  fame. 

Let  your  words  be  kind  and  pure, 
And  your  temple  shall  endure  : 
Wisdom  standeth  at  the  door — 
Come  and  see  her  priceless  store  ; 
Virtue  gently  guides  your  feet 
Where  the  good  and  holy  n 


lion.  65 

8  Set  the  pillars  firm  and  sti 

Keep  I  -il  your  daj 

Let  your  life  be  lot  ii 

Go  and  help  v. 

Let  fall 

When  you  hear  the  mourner  call. 

4  Li:  3,  build  aw  - 

lay  ; 
iii<.' icy  and  of  truth. 
Ifaki  uth. 

Work,  ;  us  sing, 

Ever  fast  to  virtue  cling, 
And  a  temple  so  sublime 
Shall  outla  :me. 

Wm.  Gland  Bourne. 


■^7g  The  MorningS  P.M. 

Anniver*  rv  HyBUMj  >"o.  3,  1. 

1  TltUK  master-1  .'eth 

J.     His  workni 

Each  man 

With  strange  alacrity. 
A  shout  re-echoes  near  and  far  : 
"We  build  the  ship — the  M  -    ir!" 

0  builders  !  Go  I 

Your  wis  trill, 

And  ever  him  rewar 

Who  worketh  with  a  will. 
44  With  a  right  good  will  alert  we  are, 
To  build  the  *hip — the  Morning  Star." 
5 


66  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  They  come  with  noisy  trampling, 

Ten  thousand  little  feet, 

Each  emulous  to  offer 

The  tribute-money  meet. 

All  wide-awake  the  children  are 

To  build  the  ship— the  Morning  Star  ! 

They  bring  no  dingy  coppers, 

With  green  and  canker' d  spot, 
But  pure  and  precious 
>      Or  choicer  gold,  I  wot. 
"The  very  best  we  have,  hurrah! 
To  build  the  ship — the  Morning  Star  !" 

3  Now  bravely  on  her  mission, 

Away  the  good  ship  goes  ; 
Nor  fears  the  angry  billow, 

Nor  roughest  wind  that  blows  ; 
For  prayers  go  up  from  near  and  far  : 
11  God  speed  the  ship— the  Morning  Star  !" 
I  see  her  streamers  floating 

O'er  Micronesian  seas  ; 
I  hear  a  hearty  welcome 
Sent  back, upon  the  breeze  : 
"All  hail  !  the  ship  that  from  afar 
Glad  tidings  brought — the  Morning  Star  !' 


74 


Ttie  Saviour  Calls.  P.  M. 

1  pHILDREN,  hark!  the  Saviour's  speaking 
\J  To  you  now  : 

Laborers  is  my  vineyard  wanting — 
Who  will  go  ? 

2  Who  will  leave  the  world's  allurements, 

False  as  fair, 


T.EE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  67 

For  the  earnest  toil  and  effort 
Waiting  there  ? 

o  Who  will  Bay,  as  once  did  Samuel, 
am  I, 

Waiting,  Lord,  to  do  thy  pleasure 
Till  I  die  ? 

4  Who  will  give  their  all  to  Jesus, 

And  receive 
Of  his  grace  a  tenfold  measure 
While  they  liv< 

5  And  when  earthly  toil  is  ended 

Here  below, 
Wear  a  fadeless  crown  of  glory  ; 

Who  will  go  ?  Sara  Hamilton. 


75 
'F 


"  Fading,  still  fading."  P.  M. 

Institute  Chorus  Book,  11. 

ADIXG.  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining, 
Father  in  heaven,  the  day  is  declining  ; 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  in  the  night. 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning  hells 

chime, 
Shield  me  from  danger  and  save  me  from  crime. 
Father  have  mercy,  Father  have  mercy, 
Father  have  mercy,   through  Jesus  Christ 
our  Lord. 

2  Father  in  heaven,  oh,  hear  when  we  call, 
Hear  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all : 
Feeble  and  fainting  we  trust  in  thy  might, 
In  doubting  and  darkness  thy  love  be  our  light. 


68  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night-taper 
burns. 

And  wake  in  thy  arms  when  the  morning  re- 
turns. 


tj  f\  Sabbath  Evening.  Ts. 

Plymouth  S.  S.  Collection,  37. 

1  QOFTLY  fade?  the  twilight  ray 
U  Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

Holy  Sabbath,  softly  fading, 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  fades  ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose, 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee  ; 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbaths  ne'er  shall  close. 


rr  y  Searcher  of  Hearts.  C.  M. 

Institute  Chorofl  Book,  ll20. 

1    C EARCHER  of  hearts  !  from  mine  erase 
U     All  thoughts  that  should  not  be  ; 
And  in  its  deep  recesses  trace 

My  gratitude  to  thee. 
Hearer  of  prayer  !  oh,  guide  aright 

Each  word  and  act  of  mine  ; 
life's  battle  teach  me  how  to  tight, 

And  be  the  victory  thine. 


i  ion-.  69 

2  Giver  of  a 
In  th 
For  shelter,  rain*  . 

I  thai 
Father,  and  Son,  an 

Th<  >ne, 

Thou  most, 

And  let  thy  will  be  done. 


78 


The  Family  Bilk.  0.  H. 

M  -  sic  Book,  la. 

1  THIS  book  is  all  that's  left  me  now— 
1     Tears  will  unbidden  start  ; 

With  fait" ring  lip  and  throbbing-  brow, 

I  press  it  to  my  heart. 
For  many  generations 

Here  is  our  family- ti 
My  mother's  hands  this  Bible  clasp'd- 

She,  dying,  gave  it  me. 

2  Ah  !  well  do  I  remember  tl 

Whose  names  these  ir  : 

Who  round  the  heartl  1  to  close. 

After  the  evening  prayer. 
And  speak  of  what  these  pages  said. 

In  tones  my  heart  would  thrill  ! 
Though  they  are  with  the  silent  dead, 

Here  are  they  living  still. 

8  My  father  read  this  holy  book 
To  bi 
How  calm  was  my  poor  mother's  look, 
Who  lean'd  God's  word  to  hear  ! 


70  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Her  angel  face,  I  see  it  yet — 

What  thronging  memories  come! 

Again  that  little  group  is  met 
Within  the  halls  of  home. 

4  Thou  truest  friend  man  ever  knew, 

Thy  constancy  I've  tried  ; 
When  all  were  false  I've  found  thee  true, 

My  counsellor  and  guide. 
The  mines  of  earth  no  treasure  give 

That  could  this  volume  buy  ; 
In  t e ach ing  me  tl  live, 

It  taught  me  how  to  die.        G-.  P.  Morris. 


79 
'L 


Faith.  C.  M, 

Institute  CLeras  Book,  IS. 

OKD,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 
Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 

When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 
Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 

And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  thou  dost  know 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  ; 
Pity  my  frailty,  and  b 

The  confidence  I  seek. 
Yes,  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief  ; 
Lord  !  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow, 

Help  thou  my  unbelief. 


80. 


LEE     AVENTF.    0OIXB0TIO17.  71 

Child  rut.         P.  M. 

Anniv   -  >.':>.  2,  Z. 

1  T  IKE  mist  on  the  mountain, 

±J     Like  ships  on  th 
vit'tly  the  years 

Of  our  pi] 
In  the  grave  of  our  fathers 

How  soon  shall  we  lie  ! 
Dear  children,  t 

To  the  Saviour  fly. 

2  How  sweet  are  the  flow* rets 

In  April  and  M 
But  often  the  frost  makes 

Them  wither  away. 
Like  flowers  you  may 

Are  you  ready  to  (.lie  ? 
While  "yet  there  is  room." 

To  the  Saviour  fly. 

3  When  Samuel  was  young. 

He  first  knew  the  Lord  ; 
He  slept  in  his  smile. 

And  rejoiced  in  his  word  ; 
So  most  of  God's  children 

Are  early  brought  nigh  : 
Oh.  seek  him  in  youth — 

To  a  Saviour  fly. 

4  Do  you  ask  me  for  pleasure  ? 

Then  lean  on  his  breast, 
For  there  the  sin-laden 

And  weary  hud  rest. 
In  the  vali 

You  will  triumphing  cry, 
44  If  this  be  call'd  dying, 

'"Lis  pleasant  to  die."    R.  M.  M'Cheynb. 


72  •     LEE    A.YENUE    COLLECTION". 


81. 


C.  M. 

I  Melodies,  M. 

1  A^E  valiant  soldiers  of  the  en 
JL      Ye  happy,  praying  band! 

Though  in  this  v 

land. 

L  :  us  never  mind  the  scoffs  nor  the  frowns 
of  1 1 . 

It  will  only  make  the  crown  the  brighter 
shine, 

When  we  have  the  crown  to  wear  ! 

2  All  earthly  pleasure  -  -  ike, 

In  Jesus'  strength  we'll  undertake 
. .       ssage  thi 

S  Oh  !  what  a  glorious  shout  there'll  be 
urrive  at  home  : 
Our  frier. 
And  God  shall  11  done!" 


82. 


ne  ?  P.  M. 


1  TESUS  !  dear  name,  how  sound  ! 
t)    Replete  with  balm  for  every  wound  ; 
His  word  declares  hi-  s                ree — 

Coir.  sinner,  come  and  - 

Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  b 
Will  you  come  ?     Will  you  come  ? 

2  He  left  the  shining  courts  on  high, 
Came  to  our  world  to  bleed  and  die  ; 


LEE    AYEXUK    COLLECTION.  73 

Jesus,  your  Lord,  hung  on  the  tree- 
Come,  helpless  sinner,  come  and  see  ; 
Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  see  : 
Will  you  come  .'     Will  you  come? 

3  Your  sins  did  pierce  his  bleeding  heart, 
Till  death  had  done  its  dreadful  part  ; 
Yet  his  dear  love  still  burns  to  thee — 
Come,  careless  sinner,  come  and  see  ; 
Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  see  : 

Will  you  come  ?     Will  you  come  ? 

4  His  blood  can  cleanse  the  foulest  stain, 
And  make  the  filthy  leper  clean  ; 

His  blood  at  once  avail' d  for  me — ■ 
Come,  anxious  sinner,  come  and  see  ; 
Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  see  : 
Will  you  come  ?     Will  you  come  ? 


8 


O  Judgment  anticipated.         C.  P.  M. 

American  Vocalist,  279. 

1  TITIIEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  coma 

T T     To  bear  thy  ransom' d  people  home, 

Shall  1  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But — can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ? — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 


74  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  0  Lord  !  prevent  it  by  thy  grace — 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  the  accepted  day  ! 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


84. 


Eternity  at  hand.  L.  M. 

1  "PTERNITY  is  just  at  hand  ! 

Jlj  And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my,  inch  of  time  away  ? 

2  But  an  eternity  there  is 

Of  endless  woe,  or  endless  bliss  ? 
And  swift  as  time  fulfils  its  round, 
We  to  eternity  are  bound. 

3  What  countless  millions  of  mankind 
Have  left  this  fleeting  world  behind  ! 
They're  gone !  but  where  ? — ah,  pause  and  see  I 
Gone  to  a  long  eternity. 

4  Sinner  !  canst  thou  forever  dwell 
In  all  the  fiery  deeps  of  hell  F 

Has  death  no  warning  sound  for  thee  ? 
Oh,  turn  and  to  the  Saviour  flee ! 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  75 

85.  Tlle  Great  Meeting.  P.  M. 

1    11/ HAT  a  meeting,  what  a  meeting  that  will  be, 
it   What  a  meeting,  what  ameeting  that  will  be, 
What  a  meeting  tii.it  will  be, 
When  our  Father's  face  we'll  see, 
And  we  all  meet  around  God's  bright  throne  ! 

'2  The  Apostles,  the  Apostles  will  be  there. 

Repeat. 
Free  from  sorrow,  toil,  and  care,  &c. 

8  All  Christians,  all  Christians  will  be  there, 

Repeat 
And  their  crowns  of  glory  wear,  &c. 

4  Our  brethren,  our  brethren  will  be  there. 

Repeat. 
Whom  we  here  did  meet  in  prayer.  &c. 

5  Our  sisters,  our  sisters  will  be  there,       Repeat, 
Wrho  did  all  our  labors  share,  &c. 

6  And  Jesus  will  be  there,  will  be  there,  Repeat. 
Who  all  our  sins  did  bear,  &c. 

7  And  I  too.  and  I  too  will  be  there,  Repeat. 
If  I'm  only  faithful  here,  kc. 


O  D.  Come  to  J  P.  M 

1  /^OME  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 
\J     Come  to  Jesus,  just  now  ; 
Just  now,  come  to  Jesus,  just  now ! 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  He  is  able,  he  is  able, 
He  is  able,  just  now  ; 

Just  now,  he  is  able,  just  now ! 

3  He  is  willing,  he  is  willing, 
He  is  willing,  just  now  ; 

Just  now,  he  is  willing,  just  now  ! 

4  Christ  is  knocking,  Christ  is  knocking. 
Christ  is  knocking,  just  now  ; 

Just  now,  Christ  is  knocking,  just  now  ! 

5  God  is  waiting,  God  is  waiting, 
God  is  waiting,  just  now  ; 

Just  now,  God  is  waiting,  just  now  ! 


87. 


The  Beatitudes.  L.  iL 

American  VcoULst,  319. 


1  "DLEST  are  the  humble  souls  who  see 
_D  Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state. 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 


LEE     • 

4  Blec  »uls  who  thirst  for  g. 

Hunger  and  lung  for  right 

They  shall  I  fed 

With  living  streams  and  iivi 

5  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bow<  la  move, 
A.  mi  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
from  Chi  ill  they  obtain 
Like  igain. 

6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of 

With  endless  pleasui  11  see 

A  God  of  B  ity. 

7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  brife  ; 

They  shall  be  call'd  I  b 

The  sons  of  God.  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blest  are  the  suffrers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  fi 

Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


88 
'C 


TJie  Church" s  Welcome,     lis  &  12s. 

Am  rican  Vocalist,  Q61 . 

HILDREN    of    Zion !     what    harp  notes    are 
stealing 

So  soft  o'er  our  senses,  so  soothingly  sweet  .' 
'Tis  the  music  of  angels,  their  raptures  revca 
That  you  have  been  brought  to  the  Holy  0 

Children  of  Zion  !  we  join  in  their  welcome, 
"lis  sweet  to  lie  low  in  that  blessed  retreat. 


78  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  Children  of  Zion  !  no  longer  in  sadness, 

Refrain  from  the  feast  that  your  Saviour  hath 
given  : 
Come,  taste  of  the  cup  of  salvation  with  gladness, 
And   think   of  the   banquet   still   sweetei  in 
heaven. 
Children  of  Zion  !  our  hearts  bid  you  welcome 
To  the  church  of  the  ransom' d,  the  kingdom 
of  heaven. 

8  Children  of  Zion  !  we  joyfully  hail  you 

Who've  enter' d  the  fold  through  Jesus,  the 
door ; 
While  pilgrims  on  earth,  though  the  foe  may 
assail  you, 
Press  forward,  and  soon  will  the  conflict  be  o'er. 
Children  of  Zion  !  oh,  welcome,  thrice  welcome, 
Till  we  meet  where  the  foe  shall  oppress  you 
no  more. 


89. 


The  Farewell.  lis. 

American  Vocalist,  324. 

1  T?AKEWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  U  at 
T  hand, 

That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band  ; 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away, 
Our  parting  is  needful  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll   soon  be  dis- 

charged, 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasures  enlarged ; 
With  shouting  and  singing,  though  Jordan  may 

roar, 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the  shore. 


LEE    AYEXIE    COLLECTION.  «  9 

S  Farewell,  weeping  mourners,  with  sad,  broken 
heart. 
Oh,  hasten  to  Jesus  and  choose  the  good  part ; 
He's  full  of  compassion  and  mighl 
His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  recen 


90 


The  Garden  Hymn.         C.  P.  M. 

American  Vocal 

1  T'HE  Lord  into  his  garden  conies  ; 
JL     The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfu] 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine. 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine*, 

Winch  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  Oh,  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun ; 

My  soul  a  witness  is  : 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free, 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  Amen,  amen  !  my  soul  replies, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there  : 
Now  here's  my  heart,  now  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 


80  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


91 

■0 


The  Old  Ship  of  Zion.  P.  M. 

Americnn  Vo  enlist,  c38. 

H,  what  ship  is  this  that  comes  sailing  by  ? 

Oh,  glory,  hallelujah  ! 
'Tis  the  old  ship  of  Zion,  hallelujah  ! 
'Tis  the  old  ship  of  Zion,  hallelujah  ! 

2  And  will  this  ship  be  able  to  carry  us  safe  through? 

Oh,  glory,  hallelujah ! 
Yes,  Jesus  is  her  captain,  hallelujah  !  &c. 

3  All  her  passengers  will  land  on  the  bright  eter- 

nal shore, 

Oh,  glory,  hallelujah  ! 
And  they'll  shout  their  sufferings  over,  halle- 
lujah !  &c. 

4  She  has  landed  many  thousands  and  will  land  as 

many  more, 

Oh,  glory,  hallelujah  ! 
She  will  land  them  over  Jordan,  hallelujah  !  &c. 


92. 


Jesus  calls  you,  will  you  co?ne?        lis. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  No.  3,  8. 

1   AH,  there  is  a  river  whose  fresh  waters  flow 
\J  O'er  earth's  broadest  surface,  a  cure  for  all 

woe ; 
Its  streams  are  all  healing,  there's  life  in  each 

wave, 
Ohr  try  it  and  prove  it,  'tis  mighty  to  save. 

Jesus  calls  you,  will  you  come? 

Jesus  calls  you,  will  you  come  ? 
Come  to  Jesus — come  to  Jesus — 

Jesus  calls  you,  will  you  come? 


LEE  AYENTE  collection.  81 

2  Oh.  drink  of  this  river,  its  full  crystal  flood 
Refresl 

.  mix  with  the  billows  of  strife  ; 
This  is  the  "  Pure  liiv 
Jesus  calk 

B  This  beautiful  river  our  boast  well  ma] 

'Tis  fresh,  overflowing — and  better,  'tis  free! 
The  sin-sick  rejoice  in  this   •■  .  iking" 

tide — 
This  rive.  i  nee* crucified." 

Jesus  call  • 


93. 


Come,  my  Brethren.  7s  &  6s. 

list)  34L 


1  pOME.  my  brethren.  1-  I 
\J     For  a  little  season. 
Every  burden  to  lay  by. 

Come  and  let  v.s  reason. 

What  is  this  that  casts  you  down? 

What  is  this  that  grieves  yon  P 
Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known, 

Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

2  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore, 

In  the  gloomy  garden  ; 
Sweat  I  at  every  pore, 

To  procure  thy  pardon. 

See  him  nail'd  upon  the  tree, 
Bleeding,  groaning,  dying, 
See,  he  suffer' d  this  for  thee, 
Therefor-  be  believing. 
6 


82  ^  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Q/f  How  precious  is  the  name.  P.  M 

America*  Vocalist,  341. 

1  TJOW  precious  is  the  name, 
JUL     Brethren  Ring,  brethren  sing — 

How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing  ; 

How  precious  is  the  name 

Of  Christ  our  Paschal  Lamb, 

Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame, 
On  the  tree,  en  the  tree — 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame  on  the  tree. 

2  I've  given  all  for  Christ. 

He's  my  all.  he's  my  all — - 
I've  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  all  ; 
I've  given  all  for  Christ, 
And  my  spirit  cannot  rest 
Unless  he's  in  my  bi 

Reigning  there,  reigning  there — 
Unless  he's  in  my  breast,  reigning  there. 

3  His  easv  yoke  I'll  bear, 

With"  delight,  with  delight— 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear  with  delight ; 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear. 
And  his  cross  I  will  not  fear  ; 
His  name  I  will  declare, 
Evermore,  evermore — 
His  name  I  will  declare  evermore. 


Q  K  Tlie  Pilgrim  Stranger.         8s  &  7 

American  Vocalist,  ScO. 

1  WHITHER  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger, 

IT       Wandering  through  this  gloomy  vale 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  83 

Know'st  thou  it  is  full  of  da 
And  will  not  thy  com 

No  !  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Hallelujah  !  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

2  Pilgrim  thou  dost  justly  call  me, 

Travelling  through  this  lonely  road, 
But  no  ill  shall  e'er  befall  me, 

While  I'm  blest  with  such  a  Guide. 

Oh,  I'm  bound  for  th«* kingdom,  &c 

3  Guide  unseen — but  still  believe  me, 

Jesus  docs  my  steps  attend  ; 
He'll  in  every  strait  relieve 
He'll  be  with  me  to  the  end. 

For  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

4  Jordan's  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 

Though  its  waves  look  dark  and  drear  ; 
Death  itself  will  be  delightful, 
Jesus  will  be  with  me  there. 

For  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 


96. 


The  Happy  Man.  Cs  &  7s. 

American  Voc. 

HOW  happy  is  the  man  who  has  chosen  wis- 
dom s  wa\  s, 
And  measured  out  his  span  to  his  God  in  prayer 

and  praise  ! 
His  God  and  his  Bible  are  all  that  he  desires, 
To  holiness  of  heart  he  continually  aspires. 


84:  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

In  poverty  he's  happy,  for  he  knows  he  has  a 

Friend 
Who  never  will  forsake  hirn  till  the  world  shall 

have  an  end. 

2  He  rises  in  the  morning,  with  the  lark  he  tunes 

his  lays, 
And  offers  np  a  tribute  to  his  God  in  prayer  and 

praise  ; 
And  then  to  his  labor  he  cheerfully  repairs, 
In  confidence  believing  that  God  will  hear  hi 

prayers. 
Whatever  he  engages  in  at  home  or  abroad. 
His  object  is  to  honor  and  to  glorify  his  God. 

3  In  sickness,  pain,  and  sorrow,  he  never  will  re 

pine, 
While  he  is  drawing  nourishment  from  Christ  th 

living  vine  : 
When  trouble  presses  heavily  he  leans  on  Jesus 

breast, 

And  in  his  precious  promises  he  finds  a  quiet  rest 
The  yoke  of  Christ  is  easy,  and  his  burden  al 

ways  light. 
He  lives,  nor  is  he  weary  till  Canaan  heaves  ii 

sight. 

4  'Tis  thus  you  have  his  history  through  life  fror 

day  to  day, 
Religion  is  no  mystery,  with  him  'tis  a  beate 

way  ; 
And  when  upon  his  pillow  he  lies  down  to  die. 
In  hope  he  rejoices,  for  he  knows  his  God  is  nigh 
And  when  life's  lamp  is  flickering,  his  soul  o 

wings  of  love 
Away  to  realms  of  glory  flies  to  reign  with  Chrh 

above. 


,  ION. 

(\-j  My  Bible  tells  me  so.  C.  M. 

Lee  Avenue  S.  S.  C:if-ktt,  toJ.  i.  80. 

1  Ay  HEX  faint  and  weary  with  the  .strife 

TT       Temptations  to  o'erc 
I  long  to  leave  this  toilsome  life 

And  lay  me  down  at  home, 
Then  Bweetly  comes  this  thought  to  me, 

e'er  betides  I  know. 
That  as  my  day  my  strength  shall  be — 
The  Bible  tells  me  so. 

2  When  sin  brings  clouds  of  doubt  and  fears 

To  spread  before  my  i 
And  faith  grows  weak,  and  scarce  can  pierce 

Is  to  reach  I 
My  heart  cries  out,  in  trembling  tones, 

Oh,  whither  shall  I  go? 
"Come  unto  me.  ye  weary  ones!" 

My  Saviour  tells  me  so. 

3  Yes,  I  will  come,  I'll  trust  the  Lord 

The  rength  to  give  ; 

Oh.  let  me  never  doubt  thy  word, 

I'll  trust  thee  while  I  live. 
And  when  I  lay  me  down  to  die, 

I  need  not  fear  to  go, 
I  have  a  home  beyond  the  skies — 

My  Bible  tells  me  so. 


98. 


Kind  Words  can  never  die.        P.  M 

Lee  Avenue  S.'  S.  Casket,  roL  i.  94. 

KIND  words  can  never  die! 
Heaven  gave  them  birth  ; 
Wing'd  with  a  smile  they  fly 
All  o'er  the  earth. 


86  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Kind  words  the  angels  brought, 
Kind  words  our  Saviour  taught ; 
Sweet  melodies  of  thought — 
Who  knows  their  worth  ? 

Kind  words  can  never  die,  &c 

2  Kind  deeds  can  never  die ! 

Though  weak  and  small, 
From  his  bright  throne  on  high 

God  sees  them  all  ; 
He  doth  reward  with  love, 
All  those  who  faithful  prove  ; 
Round  them  where'er  they  move, 

Rich  blessings  fall. 
Kind  deeds  can  never  die,  &c 

3  God's  word  can  never  die  ! 

Though  fallen  man 
Oft  dares  its  truth  deny — 

Dares  it  in  vain. 
God's  word  alone  is  pure  ; 
His  promises  are  sure  ; 
Trust  him,  and  rest  secure, 

Heaven  you  shall  gain. 
God's  word  can  never  die,  &c. 

4  Our  souls  can  never  die  ! 

God's  word  we  trust ; 
He  to  our  bodies  said, 

11  Dust  uuto  dust." 
Saviour,  our  souls  prepare, 
Thy  happy  home  to  share  ; 
Us  to  thy  mansions  bear, 

When  life  is  past. 
Our  souls  can  never  die,  &c. 


19. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  87 

're  happy  P.  M. 

U nric  Book,  il. 


1  /  \H.  we  are  happy  now.  dear  mother, 
v/     Our  home's  amid  the  flowi 
I  lephyrs  from  the  throne  oi 
borne  in  fragrant  showers. 
Would  we  come  back,  dear  mother, 

I  Leave  our  glorious  home  \ 
Oh.  I  I  >ve  you  d 

m  heaven  we  would  not  roam. 
N    !  no  !  no ! 
For  though  we  love  you  dearly. 
From  heaven  we  would  not  roam. 


2  We  bask  in  glorious  sunlight,  mother, 
Of  a  brighter  world  than  thine, 
And  the  soft  perfume  of  the  angel's  voice 

Is  borne  noun  the  wind. 
Would  we  come  back,  dear  mother, 

And  leave  our  glorious  home  \ 
Oh.  though  we  love  you  dearly. 
From  heaven  we  would  not  roam. 
No,  no,  no.  kc. 

8  Your  world  is  very  fair,  dear  mother, 
With  its  sunny  hills  and  dales  ; 
But  ours  is  fairer,  fair. 

Its  beauty  never  pales. 
Then  why.  oh  why.  dear  mother, 

Should  we  leave  our  glorious  home? 
Oh.  though  we  love  you  dearly, 
From  heaven  we  would  not  roam. 
No.  no,  no,  &c. 


88  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

X (JO.  Oh!  won't  you  love  my  Jesus?  7s  &  63 

1  AH,  won't  you  love  my  Jesus? 
\J  He's  close  beside  me  now — 
And  while  the  cold,  cold  death-drops 

Are  gath'ring  on  my  brow, 
His  hand,  so  soft  and  gentle, 

Will  wipe  them  all  away. 
How  will  you  die,  dear  uncle, 

Without  this  only  stay  ? 


2  Then  won't  you  love  my  Jesus, 

Who  died  for  love  of  you  ? 
And  can  you  slight  such  kindness, 

Reject  a  friend  so  true  ? 
I  see  him  now  all  gleaming 

With  countless  rays  of  light ; 
A  crown  upon  his  forehead, 

Bedeck' d  with  gems  so  bright. 

3  What !   will  you  love  my  Jesus? 

Speak  !  do  I  hear  aright  ? 
Mamma  ! — Papa  ! — blest  Saviour  ! 

How  happy  !  oh.  how  bright ! 
I'll  linger  now  no  longer, 

For  all  so  dear  are  thine, 
Come  quickly — come,  my  Jesus — 

Yes,  mine — forever  mine  ! 


Note. — Little  Bessie's  uncle,  who  was  a  skeptic,  sat  watc 
frig  at  her  bedsii'e  one  eveninsr,  and  just  before  she  died,  b 
raised  herself  up  in  bed  and  said,  "Dear  uncle,  won't  you  lo 
my  Jesus?  so  when  you  come  to  die.  he  will  love  and  ta 
you  to  himself  a.s  he  now  does  rae,"  and  sank  back  n 
Jesus1  arms.     The  incident  led  to  the  conversion  of  her  unc 


LEE    A  YEN'  rTOHT.  89 

101.       Nothing  lost  ~by  giving.        7s  &  Gs. 

1  WHAT  ever  lost  by  gii 

If     The  sky  pours  down  its  rain, 
freshing  all  things 
While  mists  rise  up  a 

2  Go  rob  the  sparkling  fountain, 

I  drain  its  I 

Ming  mountain 
Will  fill  its  chalice  i 

3  Who  ev<  wing 

Though  all  our  hearts  we  pour, 
Still  other  spirits  moving, 

To  pay  our  love  with  more. 

4  And  was  there  ever  bles 

That  did  not  turn 
A  double  |  ssiogi 

The  blesser  being1  bl< 


102. 


"Inasmuch  as  ye  have  done  it 

one  of  the  hast  of  these,  CM. 
ye  have  done  it 

Church  M.-loiies,  146. 

1  YITHO  18  thy  neighbor  ?  he  whom  thou 

IT      Hast  power  to  aid  or 

bing  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  ;  i 

2  Thy  neighbor  1  "tis  the  fainting  poor, 

Whose  eye  with  lim  ; 

Oh.  enter  thou  his  humble 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 


90  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Thy  neighbor  ?  he  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim  ; 
With  words  of  hi  Lning  hope, 

Go  thou,  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbor  ?  'tis  the  weary  slave 

Fetter'd  in  mind  and  limb  ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave  ; 
Go  thou,  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbor  ?  pass  no  mourner  by  ; 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 
A  breaking  heart  from  misery  ; 

Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him.         Peabodt. 


10 


Q    The  Widow  and  the  Fatherless.     P.  M. 
O. 

Br.iribary's  Jubilee,  24. 

1  1I7HEX  the  cry  of  the  fatherless  child  is  heard 

W       From  his  poor  and  lonely  dwelling, 
Let  thy  heart  by  his  wailing  complaint  be  stirr'd, 
By  his  voice  of  sorrow  telling. 

2  Go  and  bind  up  the  woes  of  the  widow's  breast, 

Burst  the  clouds  that  gather  round  her  ; 
Go  and  show  her  that  where  she  had  hoped  it  least 
Hath  mercy's  angel  found  her. 

3  When  she  sits  by  the  side  of  her  fading  coals, 

And  her  babes  are  round  her  quaking, 
Let  her  share  in  the  bounty  that  o'er  thee  rolls, 
And  soothe  thou  her  bosom's  aching. 

4  Oh,  prepare  thou  a  balm  for  the  orphan's  grief, 

Go  and  cheer  them  in  their  sad 
For  the  hungry  and  naked  provide  relief, 
For  the  weeping,  songs  of  gladness. 


01 

i  A  A      Mesriah,  tl 

■ 

1  yiOX.  the  marvell 

Li  birth, 

lling, 
He  nth. 

' .  i  g  : 

2  Tell  how  bo  cometh,  from  nation  to  nation  ; 

The  heart-cheering  nth  echo 

and  ; 
How  free  to  the  faith:"  at  ion, 

crown' d. 

'S  Mortals,  your  homage  he  gratefully 
And  sweet  let  the  gladsome 
Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  sir, 

One  choi  earth  and 

skies. 


1  Au  Behold,  thy  1'  h  unto  thee.  lis. 

Flymor.th  Colk-eticr.  . 

1  T\AUGHTLR  of  Zion.  awake  from  thy  sa 
Y)     Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  opprei 

moi 

Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  Day-star  of 

Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes  ;    but  the  arm  that  sub- 

dued them. 
And  scatter' d  their  legions,  was  mightier  far  ; 


92  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge 
pursued  them  ; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion*  the  Pow.  I  thee. 

ExtollM  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should 

Shout,  for  the  ioc  is  destroy' d  that  enslaved  I 
The  oppressor  is  vanquish'd,  a 

FlTZGKRAJLD'a  C 


1  C\f\    ^ome\  toke  mV  hand,  (live  y 

Bffssic  Book,  61. 

1  T  ET  us  all.  both  old  ai 

±J     Every  day  grow  .  . 

Happy  let  us  go 

Through  our  path  below. 

Come,  take  my  hand,  give  yours  to  me, 
And  faithful  we  will  try  to  be, 

And  then. we' 11  all  rejoice,  rejoice, 
And  then  we'll  all  rejoice. 

2  We  will  love  our  parents  dear, 

Serve,  obey,  and  honor  : 
Ne'er  will  them  deceive. 
Nor  their  bosoms  gri 

3  Let  us  one  and  all  eng    a 

That  like  frierj  hers 

We  in  peace  will 
And  our  foes  foi  _ 

4  Let  us  ne'er  do  wilful  wrong. 

Howsoever  tempted. 
But  in  word 

Love  and  serve  the  Lord. 


107. 


LEE    AVEXTE    COLLECTION.  93 


Anniversary  Hymn.  P.  M. 


1  WHAT  means  this  youthful  gathering  ? 

1 1     Some  stranger  heart  might  say  ; 
What  mean  these  floating  bann 

And  all  this  bright  array  ? 
An  echo  answers  from  the  throng — 
••  "We've  come  to  sing  our  festal  song." 

2  We  celebrate  with  gladn< 

This  day  of  happy  cheer  ; 
Each  heart  is  free  from  sadness, 

When  its  bright  rays  appear  ; 
Oh  !   list  the  echo  from  the  throng — 
••  We've  come  to  sing  our  festal  song." 

3  The  Sabbath-school  has  taught  us 

That  we  should  never  spurn 
The  message  Jesus  brought  us, 

But  to  its  precepts  turn. 
Still  echo  answers  from  the  throng — 
"  We've  come  to  sing  our  festal  song." 

4  To-day  we  come  with  singing, 

And  holy  anthems  raise  ; 
Our  loud  hosannas  bringing. 

In  notes  of  sweetest  praise  : 
United  joy  pervades  the  throng. 
And  heaven  re-echoes  back  the  song. 


i  AO      Sunday- School  Gathering.         P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  3,  14. 

1  HPHE    Sunday-school  army  has  gather' d  once 
JL         more, 
Its  numbers  are  greater  than  ever  before  ; 


94  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Its  banners  are  spread  and  shall  never  be  furl'd, 

Till  the  Prince  of  Salvation  has  conquer' d  the 

world. 

Sing,  sing  !  for  the  army  is  on  its  bright  way 

To  the  homes  of  the  blest  and  the  mansions 

of  day  ! 

2  We  fight  against  evil  and  battle  with  wrong  ; 
Our  sword  is  the  Bible,  both  trusty  and  strong  ; 
Our  watchword  is  Prayer,  and  Faith  is  our  shield, 
And  never,  no.  never,  to  our  foes  will  we  yield. 

3  In  the  midst  of  our  conflicts,  we'll  think  of  our 

Lord, 
Who  died  on  the  cross,  and  from  death  was  re- 
stored, 
To  save  us  from  sin,  and  to  give  us  a  place 
With  the  angels  who  always  behold  his  bright 
face. 

4  To  Jesus,  our  captain,  hosannas  we  raise, 

And  join  with  our  teachers  in  singing  his  praise  : 
His  soldiers  we  are,  and  his  soldiers  we'll  be, 
Till  we  lav  down  our  armor,  and  death  sets  us  free. 
E.  S.  Porter,  D.  D. 


109 


We  meet  again.  7s  &  6s. 

Juvenile  Psalmodist,  94. 

1   1\TE  meet  again  in  gladness, 

t  I     And  thankful  voices  raise  ; 
To  God,  our  heavenly  Father, 

We'll  tune  our  grateful  praise  : 
'Tis  his  kind  hand  that  kept  us 

Through  all  the  changing  year  ; 
His  love  it  is  that  brings  us 

Again  to  worship  here. 


ELECTION. 

ik  him  for  the  Sabbath, 

Th:  - 

•  ible, 

For  Sabbai 

To  guide  us  in  the  pathway 
That  Leads  to  joys  in  heai 

3  We'll  thank  him  for  our  country, 

nod  ; 
For  liberty  of  conscience, 

An  1  right  to  worship  God. 
0  Lord  !  our  heavenly  Father, 
'  we  bring, 
And  tune  our  hearts  and  v 
glorious  name  to 

4  Soon  may  thy  gracious  sceptre 

hind, 
And  all  as  willing  sul 
Submit  to  thy  command. 

Send  forth  the  gospel  tidings, 
And 

When  e  I  nation 

Shall  own  -way. 


110. 


Anniversary  Song,  P.  M 

i  S.  S.  Music  Book,  13. 

1  TlAYS,  and  weeks,  and  months,  returning, 
\J     Bear  us  gently  down  life's  way  ; 
Still  tii   .  are  learning, 

With  each  anniv 

.  i  t  won't  be  long, 
We'll  anchor  by  and  by. 


96  LEE   AYENUE    COLLECTION-. 

2  Glad  our  hearts,  and  glad  our  voices, 

Joy  controls  the  basting  hour  ; 
None  so  sad  but  he  rejoices 

'Neath  to-day's  controlling  power. 

3  Glad  for  classmates,  and  for  teachers 

Guiding  us  with  gentle  rule  ; 
Glad  for  all  the  gifts  that  reach  us, 

Through  our  own  loved  Sabbath- school. 

4  Yet  though  glad,  we'll  still  remember 

What  the  moments  always  say  ; 
Life  must  have  its  cold  December, 
Just  as  surely  as  its  May. 

5  Let  us  not  forget  the  meaning 

Days  like  thee  forever  wear ; 
One  more  field  has  had  its  gleaning, 
One  more  sheaf  our  arms  should  bear. 


111. 


Gladly,  Brothers,  gladly.  P.  M. 

Waters'  S.  S.  Music  Book,  £8. 

GLADLY,  brothers,  gladly 
Wake  the  joyous  strain  ; 
Sing  the  praise  of  Jesus, 
Once  for  sinners  slain. 
Praise  him,  ever  singing 
Sweetest  melody. 
Saviour,  own  our  offering, 

Lead  us  unto  thee  : 
And  thus  in  youth's  bright  morning, 
Our  joy  shall  ever  be, 
Praising,  ever  singing 
Sweetest  melody. 


i  ION.  i>7 

2  Sweetly,  nstei  - 

Tell 
How  he  suffer' d — languish'*]  — 

re. 

3  Come,  ye  infant  v«  ' 

Saviour's  pra 
Lei  the  love  of  Jesua 

Prompt  your  earliest  lays. 

4  Sweet  it  is  to  praise  him, 

iter  far  to  love  ; 
Be  ye  then  in  earnest. 
Seeking  him  al 


112 


ve  to  sihg  together.  P.  M. 

."  3.  S.  Mudc  Book,  SO. 

1  "\\7*E  love  to  sin?  together, 

T  T     Our  hearts  and  voices  one  ; 

To  praise  our  heavenly  Father 
And  his  eternal  Son. 

We  love,  we  love,  we  love,  we  love, 
We  I  i  together  : 

We  love.  we  love,  we  love,  we  love, 
We  love  to  sing  together. 

2  We  love  to  pray  together 

To  Jesus  on  his  throne. 
And  ask  that  he  will  ever 
Accl:  -  own. 

3  We  love  to  read  together 

The  word  <  f  saving  truth, 

Whose  light  is  shining  ever 

To  guide  our  early  youth. 

7 


98  LEE    ATEXUE    COLLECTION. 

4  We  love  to  be  together 

Upon  the  Sabbath-day, 
And  strive  to  help  each  other 
Along  the  heavenly  way. 

5  We  hope  to  be  together 

Within  that  world  of  light, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  forever, 
And  all  his  friends  unite. 

6  Then  let  us  sing  together 

Our  hearts  and  voices  one  ; 
And  pray  to  God  our  Father 
To  save  us  through  his  Son. 

E.  S.  Porter,  D.D. 


113. 


The  Bells  of  Holy  Sabbath.         P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  No.  3,  8. 

1  TT ARK  !  the  bells  of  holy  Sabbath  ! 
XI     Hear  their  ringing  soft  and  clear  ! 
While  their  solemn,  sacred  music 

Sounds  so  sweetly  to  the  ear  ; 
He?*r  their  sweet,  persuasive  summons, 

Recalling  now  God's  high  behest : 
Six  days  shalt  thou  have  for  labor, 

On  the  seventh  thou  shalt  rest. 

2  While  the  tools  of  weary  workmen, 

Lying  all  unheeded  now — 
Far  from  toil  his  arm  is  ceasing, 

Happy  smiles  play  on  his  brow, 
As  he  hears  the  church-bells  ringing, 

Blessing  with  tears  the  high  behest : 
Six  days  shalt  thou  have  for  labor, 

Oi>  the  seventh  thou  shalt  rest. 


LEE    .WKNi'i;   COLLECTION.  90 

3  Human  hearts,  ev'n  if  they're  sinful, 

Now  a  purer  impulse  swells. 
As  they  feel  the  soothing  cadence, 

Of  those  sweetly  echoing  hells  : 
For  their  music,  calm,  but  earnest, 

Echo  dee]*  within  the  breast : 

Six  days  shalt  thou  have  for  labor, 

On  the  seventh  thou  shalt  rest. 

4  What  a  blessing  is  the  Sabbath. 

With  its  sweetly  chiming  bells! 
Spirits  pure,  of  deep  devotion. 

In  their  calm  vibration  dwells. 
Then  the  weary  onu's  reminded 

Of  Jehovah's  high  behest  : 
Six  days  only  shalt  thou  labor, 

On  the  seventh  thou  shalt  rest. 


114. 


Dialogue  Song.  7s. 


Scholars. 

1  TEACHERS,  tell  us  why  you  toil, 
JL     Why  on  us  your  hours  bestow  ? 

Teachers. 
Children,  'tis  to  us  a  joy, 
You  the  way  of  life  to  show. 

2  Does  no  other  cause  induce — 

Is  our  good  your  only  aim  ? 

Children,  for  your  souls  we  toil, 
And  the  blest  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Little  fruits  your  efforts  crown, 

Yet,  dear  teachers,  labor  on. 


100  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

God,  dispensing  showers  around, 
May  refresh  our  barren  ground. 

4  May  we  all,  our  teachers  dear, 

Recompense  your  pious  care. 

Children,  now  for  heaven  prepare  ; 

May  we  reign  together  there. 

Scholais  and  Teachers. 

5  Taught  and  teachers  would  unite 
Their  warm  tribute  with  delight, 
For  our  Superintendent  now 

At  the  throne  of  grace  we  bow. 
There  our  fervent  prayer  ascends 
For  rich  blessings  on  our  friends  ; 
Safe  in  (Jod  may  all  abide — 
Sweet  the  refuge  there  to  hide. 


115 


Honor  to  our  Sunday -School.    7s  &  Os. 

Mu.lge'a  S.  S.  Music  Book,  SO. 

1  A  LL  honor  to. our  Sunday-school, 
xL     Blest  be  its  name  for  aye  ; 

It  is  our  glory  and  our  pride, 

And  shall  be  till  we  die. 
It  teaches  us  the  way  of  life. 

How  death's  broad  road  to  shftn, 
And  promises  a  crown  of  light 

To  every  faithful  one. 

All  honor  to  our  Sunday-school1,  &c. 

2  Its  spacious  doors  stand  open  wide 

To  take  each  wanderer  in, 
And  by  kind  words  and  loving  hearts, 
To  win  them  back  from  sin. 


101 

And  every  friendless,  homeless  child, 

That  to  it- 
It  welcomes  with  a  brother* s  love, 

And  finds  for  them  a  home. 

3  It  feeds  the  hungry,  start 

["hat  daily  cry  for  iood. 
And  clothes  the  naked,  shivering  child, 

With  garments  warm  and  g 
It  soothes  the  restless  coach  of  pain, 

With  words  of  cheer  and  love  ; 
And  when  all  earthly  comforts  fail. 

Points  to  the  Friend  above. 

4  It  stands  beside  the  bed  of  death, 

"When  other  friend  there's  none. 
To  dry  the  sorrowing-  orphan's  tear. 

And  calm  the  widow's  moan. 
And  when  all  earthly  help  is  vain. 

When  death  has  closed  the  scene, 
It  gently  bears  the  sleeping  dust 

To  rest  in  l<  Evergreens." 

Saba  Hamilton. 


116. 


For  C  ^  -»# 

tlu 


Plymouth  Colh  tion,  33©. 

1  OHE  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 
O     Her  costliest  pre  _  lit  ; 
To  crown  his  head,  01  one, 

No  gift  too  rare  she  thought. 

2  So  let  the  Saviour  be  adored. 

And  not  the  poor  des] 
Give  to  the  hnni  yonr  hoard, 

But  all,  give  all  to  Christ. 


102  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Go.  clothe  the  naked,  lead  the  blind, 

Give  to  the  weary  r 
For  sorrow's  children  comfort  find, 
And  help  for  all  distn 

4  But  give  to  Christ  alone  thy  heart, 

Thy  faith,  thy  I 
Then  for  his  sake  thine  alms  impart. 

And  bo  give  all  to  him.  Ch.  Mirror. 


117 


'E 


Labor  on,  wait  in  hope.        8s  &  5s, 

Plymouth  Collection,  339. 

VERY  day  hath  toil  and  trouble. 

Every  heart  hath  care  ; 
Meekly  bear  thine  own  full  measure, 

And  thy  brother's  share. 
Fear  not.  shrink  not,  though  the  burden 

Heavy  to  thee  prove : 
God  shall  fill  thy  mouth  with  gladness, 

And  thy  heart  with  love. 

2  Patiently  enduring,  ever 

Let  thy  spirit  he 
Bound,  by  links  that  cannot  sever, 

To  humanity. 
Labor,  wait !  thy  Master  perish' d 

Ere  his  task  was  done  : 
Count  not  lost  thy  fleeting  moments — 

Life  hath  but  begun. 

3  Labor,  wait !  though  midnight  shadows 

Gather  round  thee  here, 
And  the  storm  above  thee  lowering 
Fill  thy  heart  with  fear — 


LEE  UXBCTION. 

Wait  in  hope!  the  morning dawneth 

When  th 
And  a  peaceful  i  thee 

When  thy  work  is  done.  [LIT. 


118. 
•I' 


Tin  . 


AT  ring  shall  we  I 
Ai  thine 
irts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring, 

By  the  me] 
Sympathy,  at  whose  coni 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  bre 

2  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor  ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind  : 

Charity,  with  libera]  store  : — 
Teach  us.  0  thou  heavenly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind. 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  1 
Love  to  thee  and  all  mankind. 

J.  Taylor. 


I 19.  "  Weep  with  them  that  weep."     0.  M. 

1  T  ORD.  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
Jj     The  generous  pleasure  know. 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joys, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 


104  ELECTION. 

2  Where'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 

Soft  be  our  hearts,  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

3  Thus  may  the  sacred  law  of  love 

Through  all  our  actions  shine, 
And  force  a  so-rnng  world  to  own 
The  Christian  name  divine. 


1  QA    "For  ye  have  the  'poor  always      n  -,f 
xZ/vA  with  your  UM- 

1  T  ORD.  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 
JJ     By  lane  and  cell  obscure. 

And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent. 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him.  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the' world's  sad  weight, 
We.  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  Me  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill  ; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make  ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward.  Croswell. 


ion.  105 


Go,  labor  L.  M. 


121. 

1/^0,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent. — 
\J  Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  wili  : 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went  ; 

Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  na1: 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain  : 
Men  hoed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  Master  praises, — what  are  men  ? 

o  Go,  labor  on  ;  enough,  while  here, 
If  he  shall  pin:  iie  deign 

Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer : 
No  toil  for  him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Toil  on.  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice  ; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal  :   "  Behold,  I  come!" 

BONAB. 


122. 


"  Go,  labor  on."  L.  M. 

1  C\0,  labor  on  ;  your  hands  are  weak, 

VJ     Your  knees  are  faint,  your  soul  cast  down  ; 
Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  s 
Is  near — a  kingdom  and  a  crown  ! 

2  Go,  labor  on.  while  it  is  day  : 

The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening  on  : 
Speed,  speed  thy  work — cast  sloth  away  ! 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 


106  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Men  die  in  darkness  at  your  side, 

Without  a  hope  to  cheer  the  tomb  ; 
Take  up  the  torch  and  wave  it  wide — 

The  torch  that  lights  time's  thickest  gloom. 

4  Toil  on— faint  not — keep  watch  and  pray  ! 

Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win  ; 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway  ; 

Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in.  Bonar. 


QQ    ThinJc  gently  of  the  erring  one.    C.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  S36. 

1  npHINK  gently  of  the  erring  one  ! 
X     Oh.  let  us  not  forget. 
However  darkly  stain' d  by  sin, 

He  is  our  brother  yet ! 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God. 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones  ! 

We  yet  may  lead  them  back. 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 
From  misery's  thorny  track. 

4  Forget  not.  brother,  thou  hast  sinn'd 

And  sinful  yet  may'st  be  ; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart, 
As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

Miss  Fletcher. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  107 

I  9  A.  Speak  gently,  0.  M. 

Plymouth  Collection,  3S4. 

1  (J  PEAK  gently— it  is  bettor  far 
O    To  rule  by  love  than  fear  ; 
Speak  gently— let  no  harsh  word  mar 

The  good  we  may  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  young — for  they 

Will  have  enough  to  bear  ; 
Pass  through  The  world  as  best  they  may, 
"lis  full  of  anxious  care. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one, 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart ; 
The  sands  of  like  are  nearly  run, 
Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

4  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones — 

They  must  have  toil'd  in  vain  ; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so; 
Oh,  win  them  back  again  ! 

5  Speak  gently — 'tis  a  little  thing, 

Dropp'd  in  the  heart's  deep  well  ; 
The  good,  the  joy,  that  it  may  bring. 
Eternity  shall  tell.  Dates. 


125 


Chide  mildly  the  erring.       6s  &  5s. 

Plymouth  S.-il  bi.tb-Scbool  Collection,  11 

1  pHIDE  mildly  the  erring— 
\J     Kind  language  endears  ; 
Grief  follows  the  sinful — 
Add  nut  to  their  tears  : 


108  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Avoid  with  reproaches 

Fresh  pain  to  bestow  ; 
The  heart  which  is  stricken 
Needs  never  a  blow. 

2  Chide  mildly  the  erring  ; 

Jeer  not  at  their  fall  ; 
If  strength  were  but  human, 

How  weakly  were  all  ! 
What  marvel  that  footsteps 

Should  wander  astray, 
When  tempests  so  shadow 

Life's  wearisome  way  ? 

3  Chide  mildly  the  erring  ; 

Entreat  them  with  care  ; 
Their  natures  are  mortal — 

They  need  not  despair  : 
We  all  have  some  frailty, 

We  all  are  unwise  ; 
The  grace  which  redeems  us 

Must  shine  from  the  skies. 


1  OA    Say  a  hind  word  when  you  can.     P.  M. 

Institute  Cionis  Boob,  1S4. 

1  TT7HAT  were  life  without  some  one  to  cheer  us, 
T  i       With  a  word  or  a  smile  in  our  way — 
A  friend  who  is  faithfully  near  us, 

And  heeds  not  what  others  may  say  ? 
The  bravest  of  spirits  have  often, 

Half  fail'd  in  the  race  that  they  ran, 
For  a  kind  word,  life's  hardships  to  soften  ; 
So  say  a  kind  word  when  you  can 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  lr,0 

.' 

Tir  ' :.'  rest : 

Bat  I 

ining, 

ft  and  plan, 
W,  word  would  help  in  attaining  ;, 

idnd  word  when  you  can. 

o  Oh  !  Bv  a  kind  word,  then,  whenever 

'Twit  make  the  heai  t  tnd  glad  ; 

But  chiefly — forget  it,  oh.  never — 

To  i 
For  there '.- 

So  begin,  if  yon  have  not  1 
And  never  in  life  be 

To  sav  a  kind  word  when  vou  can. 


127. 


"  I  press  towards  the  tn 

1        mart." 

1  T)REAST    the    wave,    Christian,    when    it    is 
X)  Btrong 

Watch  for  day.  Christian,  when  night 
Onward  and  onward  still  he  thine  endeav 
The  rest  that  rernaineth,  endureth  forever. 

2  Fight  the  fight.  Christian, 
Run  the  race,  Christian,  heaven 

He  who  hath  promised  faltereth  never  ; 
Ob,  trust  in  the  love  that  endureth  forever. 

S  Lift  the  eye,  Christian,  just  as  it  closeth  : 
Raise  the  heart,  Christian,  ere  it  reposeth  ; 


110  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Nothing  thy  soul  from  the  Saviour  shall  sever  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  mount  upward  to  praise  him 
forever. 


128.    Th€  SPirit  °Ja  little  ChiU'         C'  M* 

1  FATHER,  I  know  that  all  my  life 
Jl      Is  portion' d  out  for  me  ; 

The  changes  that  will  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see  ; 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  lcve, 

Through  constant  watching  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes  ; 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will 

That  hurries  to  and  fro, 
That  seeks  for  some  great  thing  to  do, 

Or  secret  thing  to  know  ; 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  I  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am, 

In  whatsoe'er  estate. 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts 

To  keep  and  cultivate  ; 
A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 

For  him  on  whom  I  wait. 

6  I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength, 
To  none  that  ask  denied, 


LEE    AYENCE   COLLECTION.  Ill 

A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life, 
While  keeping  at  thy 

Content  to  fill  a  lit: 
If  thou  be  glorirj 

t  And  if  some  things  1 
Among  my  bl< 

1<1  the  more 

With  grateful  1< ■• 
More  careful — n  I  ihee  much, 

But  please  thee  perfectly. 

Anna  L.  Waring 


129. 


•S 


Soon  and  forever  with      11     f  10 

n\     •   j.  IIS  cv  1  j:. 


00X — soon  and  forever  our  union  shall  be 

perfect,  our  glorious  Redeemer,  in  thee; 
The  sins  and  the  sorrows  of  time  shall  be  o'er, 
Its  pangs  and  its  partings  remember' d  no  more  : 
When  life  cannot  fail,  and  when  death  cannot 

sever. 
Then  Christians  with  Christ  shall  be — soon  and 
fo  lever. 

2  Yes,  soon  and  forever,  we'll  see  as  we're  seen. 
And  learn  the  deep  meaning  of  things  that  have 

been  ; 
Then  droop  not  in  sorrow,  despond  not  in  fear, — 
A  glorious  to-morrow  is  brightening  and  near  ; 
When — blessed  reward  of  each  faithful  endeav- 
or !— 
True  Christians  with  Christ  shall  be— soon  and 
forever  !  J.  B.  Moxsell. 


112  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


130. 


"We  walk  by  faith,  not  oy 

sight" 


L.M. 


E  did  not  see  thee  lifted  high, 
When  men  thy  sacred  body  slew. 
Nor  heard  thy  meek,  imploring  cry  : 

'•Forgive,  they  know  not  what  they  do!" 
Yet  we  believe  the  deed  was  done 
Which  shook  the  earth  and  veil'd  the  sun. 

2  We  stood  not  by  the  empty  tomb 
Where,  Lord,  thy  sacred  body  lay, 
Nor  sat  within  that  upper  room, 

Nor  met  thee  in  the  open  way  : 
But  wre  believe  that  angels  said, 
"  Why  seek  the  living  with  the  dead?" 

S  We  did  not  mark  the  chosen  few, 

When  thou  didst  through  the  clouds  ascend, 
First  lift  to  heaven  their  wondering  view, 

Then  to  the  earth  all  prostrate  bend  : 
Yet  we  believe  that  mortal  eyes 
Beheld  that  journey  to  the  skies. 

4  And  now  that  thou  dost  reign  on  high, 
And  thence  thy  waiting  people  bless  ; 
No  ray  of  glory  from  the  sky 

Doth  shine  upon  our  wilderness  : 
But  we  believe  thy  faithful  word, 
And  trust  in  our  redeeming  Lord. 


131 

1  \YK 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION'.  113 

The  Eden  above. 

RE  bound  for  the  land  i  And  the 

holy, 

.    home  of  the  happy,  the  kingdom  of  love, 
Ye  v.  om  God  in  the  bi  folly, 

Oli  say.  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  abo 

Will  you  go,  will  you 
Oh  say.  will  you  go  to  the  E  Len  above  ? 

2  In  that  blessed  land,  neitfa  uor  anguish 

Can  breathe  in  the  fields  where  the  glorified 
rove  : 
Ye  heart-burden" d  ones  who  in  misery  languish, 
Oh  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  aboi 

:  fraud,  nor  deceit,  nor  the  hand  of  oppr- 
Can  injure  the  dwellers  in  that  holy  grove  : 
ide  of  tran 

Oh  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  abo 

4  No  poverty  there — no,  the  saints  are  all  wealthy, 

The  heirs  of  his  glory  whose  nature  is  love  ; 
Nor  sickness  can  reach  them — that  country  is 
healthy  : 
Oh  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

5  Each  saint  has  a  mansion  prepared  and  all  fur- 

nish'd, 
Ere  from  this  clay  house  he  is  summon' d  to 

mov< 
Its  gates  and  its  towera  wi  burnish' d  ; 

Oh  say,  will  you  go  to  tb 


114  LEE    AYENTJE    COLLECTION. 

6  March  on,  happy  pilgrims!  that  land  is  before 

you, 
And  soon  its  ten  thousand  delights  we  will 

prove  : 
Yes,  soon  we  shall  walk  o'er  the  hills  of  bright 

glory, 
And  drink  the  pure  joys  of  the  Eden  above. 

7  And  yet,   guilty  sinner,   we  would  not  forsake 

thee, 
We  halt  yet  a  moment  as  onward  we  move  ; 
Oh  come  to  thy  Lord — in  his  arms  he  will  take 

thee, 
And  bear  thee  along  to  the  Eden  above. 

8  Methinks  thou  art  now  in  thy  wretchedness  say- 

ing, 

Oh,  who  can  this  guilt  from  my  conscience  re- 
move ? 
No  other  but  Jesus  :   then  come  to  him  praying, 

Prepare  me,  0  Lord,  for  the  Eden  above. 


190  We're  going  Home.  P.  M. 

Revival  Melodies,  8. 

1  YJTE'RE  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright, 

T  V    Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light, 
Where  the  long  dark  night  of  time  is  past, 
And  the  morn  of  eternity  dawns  at  last ; 
Where  the  weary  saint  no  more  shall  roam, 
But  dwell  in  a  happy,  peaceful  home  ; 
Where  the  brow  with  sparkling  gems  is  crown' d, 
And  the  waves  of  bliss  are  flowing  around. 

2  We're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be 
Where  the  sky  is  clear  and  all  are  free  ; 


115 

Where  the  victor's  gong  .  in, 

■lis  down  its  brilliant  . 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  ... 
Where  stars,  once  dimm'd  at  natur<  s  doom, 

Will  ever  shine  o'er  the  new  earth  bl 

'6  Where  the  tears  and  sighs  which  here 
Arc  I  for  the  gladsome 

re  the  beauteous  forms 

led  well  by  a  hand  divine  ; 
Where  the  banner  of  love  and  friendship's  wand 

•raving  above  that  princely  band, 
And  the  glory  of  God,  like  a  boundles  - 
Will  cheer  that  immortal  company. 

4  'Mid  the  ransom'd  throng,  'mid  the  sea  of 
'Mid  the  holy  city's  gorgi 
'Mid  the  verdant  plains,  'mid  angel's  cheer, 
'Mid  the  saints  that  around  the  throne  aj  . 

re  the  Conquer-. 

kited  on  the  ambrosial  air  ; 
Thro  "..all  prove 

The  depth  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love. 


133. 


A  Home  in  Glory.  8s  &  7s. 

Waters'  S.  S.  Music  Book,  8. 

1     {   LTITLE  longer  h< 

A.     And  we'll  go  home  to  gl 
Where  joy  supreme  we  all  shall  i. 
In  yon  bright  world  of  gl 
Glory,  halleluiah — 
A  home  we'll  have  in  Parr. 
Oh,  glory,  halleluiah  ! 


116  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  We  hope  to  meet  our  brethren  there, 

In  heaven,  our  home  of  glory, 
Who  oft  have  joind  with  us  in  prayer, 
And  praise  of  God,  in  glory. 

3  Come,  fellow-sinners,  flee  for  life, 

There's  room  tor  you  in  glory  ; 
Forsake  your  sins,  and  come  to  Christ. 
And  rind  a  home  in  glory. 


134 
'I 


I  have  a  Father.  V.  M. 

Anniversary   Hymns,  Xo.  3,  i. 

HAVE  a  Father  in  the  promised  land, 


My  Father  calls  me,  1  must  go, 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 

I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the  promised  land, 

My  Father  calls  me.  I  must  go, 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 


2  I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 

My  Saviour  calls.  I  must  go, 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land,  iCtc. 

3  I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land, 

WThen  Jesus  calls  me.  I  nan 
To  wear  it  in  the  promised  land.  &c. 

4  I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  promised  land, 

At  Jesus'  feet  a  joyous  band  : 
We'll  praise  him  in  the  promised  land,  &c. 


135 
1 II 


LEE    A  1  i  7 

r.  m. 

-ury  Hymn*,  No.  S,  If. 

Here  as  a  pilgrim  I  wander  alone, 

Yet  1 
I  look  forward  to  that  glorious  day 

When  si!i  w  .shall  vani 

My  heart  doth  leap  while  I  hear  Jesus  say, 

2  Here  are  afflictions  and  trials  severe, 

Her'- 
Here  I  must  part  with  t;  I  hold  dear, 

Yet  I  am  I 
Sweet  is  the  pi  ord  : 

Blessed  are  th  ire  died  in  the  Lord, 

ley  have  been  call'd  to  reoei  ward, 

There,  there  is  rest !  there  is  i 

3  Tliis  world  of  cares  is  a  wilderness  state. 

Here  is  no  rest,  her--  i 
Hear  I  must  bear  from  the  world  all  its  hate, 

Yet  I  am  blest,  yet  I 
Soon  shall  I  be  from  the  wicked  rele  . 
Soon  shall  the  weary  forever  be 
Soon  shall  I  lean  upoi 

re,  there  is  rest !  thei 


136. 


*0 


'•  Xok  is  our  Sahatii 

than  when  we  believed" 

XE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and 


S.JL 


118  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION". 

Nearer  my  parting  hour  am  I 
Than  e'er  I  was  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house 

Where  many  mansions  be  ; 
Nearer  the  throne  where  Jesus  reigns,- 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea  ; 

3  Nearer  my  going  home, 

Laying  my  burden  down, 
Leaving  my  cross  of  heavy  grief, 
Wearing  my  starry  crown. 

4  Nearer  that  hidden  stream 

Winding  through  shades  of  night. 
Boiling  its  cold  dark  waves  between 
Me  and  the  world  of  light. 

5  Jesus !  to  thee  I  cling  : 

Strengthen  my  arm  of  faith  ; 
Stay  near  me  while  my  wayworn  feet 
Pass  through  the  stream  of  death. 


137. 


Ziorts  Pilgrim.  P.  M 

1  T)ILGRIMS  we  are,  to  Canaan  bound, 
JL  Our  journey  lies  along  this  road  ; 
This  wilderness  we  travel  round, 

To  reach  the  city  of  our  God. 
0  happy  pilgrims,  spotless  fair, 
What  makes  your  robes  so  white  appear? 
Our  robes  are  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 
And  we  are  travelling  home  to  God. 

2  A  few  more  days,  or  weeks,  or  years, 

In  this  dark  desert  to  complain  ; 

A  few  more  sighs,  a  few  more  tears, 

And  we  shall  bid  adieu  to  pain. 


J 19 

1  *>S  L  M 

1  TESTS,  my  all  to  1 
cJ    He  whom  I  fix  m; 

His  I  .  and  I'll  pi 

The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

•Jesus  \vh<>  died  on  the  < 
r  you.  he  died  for  me. 
He  died  to  i 
Oh  !  who's  like  died  on  th 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 

ad  that  I<  , 
The  i\  away  of  h< 

I'll  go,  tor  all  his  \  i 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  ha 

And  mourn'd  because  I  found  i: 

My  grief  a  burden  long 

Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  ag 
I  felt  its  v. 

Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour 

me  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way  I" 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  wh 

Nothing  but  sin  have 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  re 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  row 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  h;v 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming 
And  .v 

NICK. 


120  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION 


139 

■w 


Home  at  last.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  N<».  3,  15. 

E  live  as  pilgrims  and  strangers  below, 

We're  homeward  bound  ; 
Though  often  tempted,  yet  onward  we  go, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Trials  and  crosses  we  cheerfully  bear, 
Toils  and  temptations  expecting  to  share, 
We  hasten  forward,  content  with  the  fare, 

We're  homeward  bound. 

2  Earth  with  its  trifles  we  all  have  resign'd, 

We're  homeward  bound  ; 
Heaven,  with  its  glories,  we  shortly  shall  find, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Sinful  amusements  no  longer  are  dear, 
Oh,  how  delusive  and  vain  they  appear, 
While  to  our  home  we  are  drawing  so  near, 

We're  homeward  bound. 

3  We'll  tell  the  world  as  we  journey  along, 

We're  homeward  bound  ; 
Try  to  persuade  them  to  enter  our  throng, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  forlorn  and  oppress' d, 
Join  in  our  number,  oh,  come  and  be  blest ; 
Journey  with  us  to  the  mansions  of  rest, 

We're  homeward  bound. 


140. 


The  Promised  Land.  G.  M, 

Anniversary  Hymns,  No.  3,  9. 

1   IITE'KE  marching  to  the  promised  land, 
T  V    A  land  all  fair  and  bright ; 
Come  join  our  happy,  youthful  band, 
And  seek  the  plains  of  light. 


LEE   i  noH.  121 

Oh,  come  r  youthful 

Our  songs  and  trinn  ; 
W<  reach  the  ]  I  md, 

An  I 

2  The  Saviour  :' 

The  living  waters  fn  m  the 

And  daily  bread  from  heaven. 

3  In  :  !and  no  sin  is  found, 

But  all  are  ha-  | 
And  youthful  voices  there  Bhall  join, 
"Wiih  the  angelic  shoir. 

4  Our  teachers  kind  do  point  the  way, 

And  guide  our  I 
To  th  .dless  day, 

Whei 


141. 


It  vie-.'  C.  M. 

1  4  RISE,  my  soul,  to  Pisgah's  height, 
^TL     And  view  the  |  ind, 
And  see  by  faith  the  glorious  >'. 

Our  heritag 

"We"  11  stem  ti  won't  be  long  ; 

The  fa  rt  is  nigh  : 

I  be  long  ; 
We'll  anchor  1  y 

2  There  end]  flow 

At  my  Bedeen 
For  all  who  live  by  faith  below. 
And  in  their  lA»rd  confide. 


122  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Fair  Salem's  dazzling  gates  are  seen, 

Just  o'er  the  narrow  flood, 
And  fields  adorn' d  in  living-  green, 
The  residence  of  God. 

4  My  conflicts  here  will  soon  be  past, 

Where  wild  destruction  reigns  ; 
Through  toil  and  death  I'll  reach  at  last 
Fair  Canaan's  happy  plains. 

5  Oh,  could  I  cross  rough  Jordan's  wave, 

No  danger  would  I  fear  ; 
My  bark  would  every  tempest  brave, 
For  oh  !  my  Captain's  near. 

6  My  lamp  of  life  will  soon  grow  pale, 

The  spark  will  soon  decay  ; 
And  then  my  happy  soul  will  sing 
To  everlasting  day. 


i  Ay)  Homeward  hound.  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  No.  3,  15. 

1  AUT  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride. 

V  We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound; 
TossM  on  the  waves  of  a  rough,  restless  tide. 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 
Far  from  the  safe,  quiet  harbor  we've  rode, 
Seeking  our  Father's  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  bestow' d. 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 

2  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars. 
We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound  ; 
Look  !  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly  shores, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION".  *\2''> 

Steady,  0  pilot!  stand  firm  at  the  wheel, 

Oh  !  how  we  fly  neath  the  loud-  :1  ! 

We're  homeward  bound.  L 


143. 


•H 


Upward.  5s  &  4s. 

Plymouth  Coli 

BARER,  my  God,  t  i  t] 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

That  raiseth  d 

Still  all  I- 
Nea 

I  hee ! 

2  Though  like  the 

s  >ne  down, 

Dark  er  me. 

My  r< 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'll  be 

er  to  thee  ! 

3  There  let  my  way  appeal 

Steps  unto  heaven  : 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God.  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
Bethel  I'll  raise  ; 


124  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee  ! 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing 
Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly  ; 
Still,  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee ! 
Nearer  to  thee ! 

Sarah  F.  Adams. 


JL4t4.       Then  would  I  fly  away.  P.  M. 


*o 


H.  for  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love, 
To  waft  my  soul  away, 

To  that  celestial  place  above, 
Where  pleasures  ne'er  decay. 

Come,  my  Saviour,  0  my  Saviour, 
Come  and  bless  thy  people  now, 
While  at  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow, 
Oh,  come  and  save  us  now  ; 

Then  we  will  sing  our  sufferings  o'er, 

And  praise  thee  evermore. 

2  Eternal  Spirit,  deig-n  to  be 

Our  pilot  here  below, 
To  steer  through  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Where  stormy  winds  do  blow. 

3  From  rocks  of  pride  on  either  hand, 

From  quicksands  of  despair — 
Oh,  guide  us  safe  to  Canaan's  land, 
Through  every  latent  snare. 


125 

Anchor  us  in  tbi 
On  that 

>vef 


145. 


test  Hymn.  P.  If. 

NOW  - 
Waits  the  ::d, — 

of  praise  ; 
Goo  . 
Crowns  our  ri.v 
Yet ;._  the  strain, 

He  who  feeds  the  birds  that  fly, 
Will  our  daily  wants  .-  . 

As  the  manna  lay 

On  the  desert  ground — 
So  from  d  i 

Mercies  flow  around. 

As  a  father's  love 

Gives  his  children  bread, — 
So  our  God  al 

Gran  re  are  fed. 


14t).  He  8n4i  y  as  a  dream.     P.  M. 

1  C\0\  our  journey  pursue, 

\J         Roll  round  with  the 
An  1  never  stan  1  still  till  r  appear. 

His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 


126  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  our  time  as  a  stream 

Glides  swiftly  away  ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  Oh,  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finish' d  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to 

do." 
Oh,   that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the 
glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 

C.  Wesley. 


147. 

l0 


Soppy  Boy.  P.  M. 


HAPPY  day  !  when  God's  dear  Son 
From  heaven  to  earth  came  down  ; 
Assumed  our  nature,  bore  our  sin. 
To  raise  us  to  his  throne. 

Happy,  happy,  happy  day  ! 
Happy,  happy,  happy  day ! 
0  happy  day  !     Hallelujah  ! 

Hallelujah !     Amen ! 
Amen,  Amen,  Amen,  Amen,  Amen ! 

2  0  happy  day  !  when  first  our  feet 

To  Sabbath-schools  were  led  ; 
Where  we  such  kind  instructors  meet, 
And  feed  on  heavenly  bread. 

3  0  happy  day  !  when  by  thy  grace, 

Of  sin  convinced  we  stood  ; 


LEE     !  IT.KCTIOX.  127 

And  pray'd  for  pardon  and  for  peace, 
Through  Jesus'  pr< 

4  0  happy  Jay  !  the  Sabbath  day, 

When  we,  thy  \ 

Within  thy  courts,  to  praise  and  pray, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet. 

5  0  happy  day  !  when  Christ  shall  see 

The  travail  of  his  soul  ; 
When  Jew  and  Gentile,  bond  and  free, 
Shall  yield  to  his  control. 

C  0  happy  day  !  0  glorious  day  ! 
When,  with  the  saints  above. 
We  and  our  teachers  join  the  lay, 
To  praise  redeeming  love. 


148. 


Christmas  Morning.  P.M. 


1  \JOW,  dear  children,  can  you  tell, 
11    Do  yon  know  the  story  well, 
Every  girl  and  every  hoy. 

Why  the  angels  sang  for  joy 

On  the  Christmas  morning? 

2  Yes,  we  know  the  story  well  ; 
Listen  now,  and  hear  us  tell, 
Every  girl  and  every  boy. 
Why  the  angels  sang  for  joy 

On  the  Christmas  morning. 

3  Shepherds  sat  upon  the  ground. 
Fleecy  flocks  v  r'd  round, 
When  the  brightness  fill'd  the  sky, 
And  the  song  was  heard  on  high 

On  the  Christmas  morning. 


i28  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  Joy  and  peace  the  angels  sang, 
And  the  pleasant  echoes  rang 
Peace  on  earth,  to  men  good- will ; 
Hark,  the  angels  sing  it  still 

On  the  Christmas  morning  ! 

5  For  a  little  babe  that  day 
Christ,  the  Lord  of  angels,  lay — 
Born  on  earth  our  Lord  to  be  ; 
This  the  wondering  angels  see 

On  the  Christmas  morning. 

6  Let  us  sing  the  angels'  song, 
And  our  pleasant  notes  prolong  ; 
This  fair  Babe  of  Bethlehem 
Children  loves,  and  blesses  them 

On  the  Christmas  morning. 


149 


Christmas  Carol.  P.  M. 

Waters'  S.  S.  Music  Book,  58. 

1  TT ARK,  the  angels,  singing, 
XI  Wake  the  happy  morn, 
Joyful  tidings  bringing, 

"  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  born  ! 
In  a  lowly  manger 

(This  shall  be  the  sign), 
See  the  new-born  stranger, 
Hail  the  Babe  divine  !" 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  in  the  highest  sing- 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  to  our  God  and  king  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  peace  to  earth  again  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  and  good-will  to  men  ! 


LEE     I  ELECTION.  129 

2  Sisters  dear  and  broi 

ly  ! 
Ibis,  of  all  the  oth 

la  the  chi)  . 
Hear  its  1 

"  0: 
Christ,  the  Prince  of  Glory, 

Slept  on  Mary's  kn< 

3  Where's  a  chorus  meeter 

For  his  advent  here  P 
Where  a  carol  s-.-. 

To  his  gentle  ear  P 
None  can  come  so  near  him, 

The  Holy.  Undefiled, 
None  so  love  and  fear  him, 

As  a  Christian  child. 

4  In  the  highest  regions, 

upon  his  throne, 
All  the  blood-bought  legions 

Claim  him  Lord  alone  : 
Lut  of  all  who  adore  him 

With  triumphant  song, 
Children  stand  before  him 

In  the  greatest  throng. 

5  Let  us  then  pursue  him 

To  his  tli rone  of  irrace, 
Let  us  pray  unto  him. 

Looking  in  his  face  : 
11  Once  in  childhood's  weakness, 

Chrisi  hou  ; 

In  love,  truth,  and  meek:. 

Make  us  like  thee  n< 
9 


:  all  the  others, 

.:•  and  brothers, 
E     _         ,   iway. 
ss  him  for  its  story  : 
ice  as  young 

-    L     '.    I  - 

Sir 

•  :  -    D.  D. 


1  50    3  p- Y 

■ 

I    TT ARK  !  hark  !  to  the  merry  Christmas  bells, 
JJL     How  pleasantly  they  chime  ! 
A  tone  of  joy  their  mn 

For  the  holy,  hallow'd  time. 
They  tell  of  the  bright  and  glorions  day 
B  iviour  sprr.:._ 

the  glad  and  smi. 

•f  the  manger's  lowly 
Where  the  holy  Babe  was  found. 

w  alone  upheld  his  head 
.  Ad  and  hoof- trod  ground. 
Humble  and  me  .ere, 

For  our  God's  anointed  Son  ; 

_  :»ns  of  upper  air 
;he  glorious  meed  he  won. 

e  a  world  of  gloom 
A  radiance  forever  I 

..rQ  sank  to  the  dark  and  shrouding  tomb, 
light. 


LEI    AVE>TE    COLLECTION.  131 

Then  loud  let  each  young  ar.<\  grateful  voice 

In  this  Sabbath-sch 
And  every  heart  in  hu 

Till  U 

Where  he  reigns  in  his  eternal  b 

The  Rede  : 
11  Suffer  these  little  children  to  come. 

For  of  such  is  my  kingdom  ma 
Where  he  reigns  in  his  carnal  home, 

The  Redeemer  e 
11  Suffer  these  little  children  to  come, 
inch  is  my  kingdom  ma 


151. 


I  Hymn.  P    §L. 


1  TK  Um  lying    f  :".. 

A     Happy,  happy  shall  we  be  ; 
In  the  dying  <.  1 

shall  we  be ; 
In  the  dying  of  the  year. 

•rid  is  col  I 
But  no  gloom  can  reach  us  here, 
And  happy  shall  we  be. 

Happy,  happy  shall  we  be 
:  out  the  Christmas  rh 
:he  year  has  no  such  time 
In  her  fall,  or  bloom,  or  prime  ; 
And  hai  [  be. 

Glory"  from  the 
Happy,  harpy  shall  we  I 
There  is  "  Glory"  from  the 
"Gk  we  reply, 


132  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

"Glory  be  to  God  on  high!" 
And  happy  shall  we  be. 

4  Good  news  our  bosoms  thrill, 

Happy,  happy  shall  we  be,  &c. 
Good  news  our  bosoms  thrill, 
Peace  all  the  earth  shall  fill, 
God  sends  to  men  good-will, 

And  happy  shall  we 

5  "  Good  news  !"  the  angels  say. 

Happy,  happy  shall  we  be,  &c. 
"  Good  nei 
For  Christ  was  born  : 
And  in  the  manger  lay. 

And  happy  shall  we  be. 

6  As  we  gather  round  our  Kins?, 

Happy,  happy  shall  we  be,  &c. 
As  we  gather  round  our  King, 
No  costly  gifts  we  bring. 
But  he  loves  to  hear  us  sing. 

And  happy  shall  we  be. 

7  0  Babe  of  Bethlehem,  thou — 

Happy,  happy  shall  we  be,  &c. 
0  Babe  of  Bethlehem,  thou 
To  death  t  bow, 

But  thou  reign' st  in  glory  now, 

And  happy  shall  we  be. 

8  Through  life  thy  grace  impart, 

Happy,  happy  shall  we  be,  &c. 
Through  life  thy  grace  impart, 
To  every  youthful  heart. 
Then  take  us  where  thou  art, 

And  happy  shall  we  be. 

Geo.  YV.  Blthune,  D.D. 


i 


152. 


LEE    A 


■>LS.  P.  M. 


1  WHERE  ifl  no  nam<  i  n  earth, 
X     No  nan 

Thf  name, 

To  Christ  the  E 

We  love  to  ><ng  around  our  King, 

l  hail  him  bless 
For  there* 8  no 
So  dea 

2  His  human  name  they  did  proclaim, 

When  Al  him. 

The  name  that  still,  by  God's  good- will. 
Deliverer  reveal'd  him. 

3  And  when  he  hung  upon  the  tree, 

They  wrote  this  name  above  him, 
That  all  might  see  the  reas 
Forever  more  must  love  him. 

4  So  now  upon  his  Father's  throne, 

Almighty  to  release  us 
From  sin  and  pains,  he  gladly  reigns, 
The  Prince  and  Saviour  J 

5  To  Jesus  every  knee  shall  bow, 

And  every  tongue  confess  him, 
And  we  unite  with  saints  in  light, 
Our  only  Lord  to  bless  him. 

6  0  Jesiis.  by  that  matchless  name, 

Thy  grace  shall  fail  us  nev 
To- d  the  same, 

Thou  art  the  same  fo: 


184  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Then  let  us  sing  around  our  King, 
The  faithful,  precious  Jesus  ; 

There's  not  a  word  ear  ever  heard, 
So  dear,  so  sweet  as  Jesus. 

Geo.  W.  Bethune,  D.D. 


153 


The  happy  morn  tee  hail  again.    P.  M. 

Shset  Music,  D.  P.  Horton. 

1  TVHE  happy  morn  we  hail  again. 

jl     When  heaven  seems  smiling  o'er  us  ; 
And  from  the  sky  in  joyful  strain, 
Breaks  forth  the  angels'  chorus. 

Peace  on  earth,  good- will  to  men  ; 

Glory  in  the  highest. 

2  And  with  the  humble  shepherd  throng, 

Around  his  cradle  manger. 
We  gather  now  with  prayer  and  praise, 
To  greet  the  infant  stranger. 

3  We  bring  no  gems,  nor  rich  perfume,. 

Nor  wisdom's  years  before  him  ; 
But  come  in  childhood's  early  bloom, 
In  childhood's  praise  to  adore  him. 

4  For  thou  who  wert  thyself  a  child, 

In  more  than  infant  meekness, 
Wilt  never  in  thy  mercy  mild, 
Despise  our  childhood's  weakness. 

5  Oh !  send  thy  Spirit,  us  to  bless, 

That  in  thy  footsteps  holy, 
Our  feet  may  turn  to  righteousness 
From  paths  of  sin  and  folly. 


LEE    AVEXFE    COLLECTION".  1 35 

6  Then,  led  by  thee,  onr  souls  shall  rise, 
Where  thou  hast  gone  before  us; 
And  I  ver  in  the 

That  earth  has  heard  the  chorus. 


1 54:.  Tne  lm'cs  r'f  L'fe  and  Death.       8.  M. 


■o 


H,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole  ; 
The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'Tis  not  the  ichole  of  life  to  live, 

Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

2  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 

And  all  that  life  is  love  ; — 
There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 

Around  the  "  second  death  !" 

3  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace. 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun. 
Lest  we  be  banish' d  from  thy  face, 

And  evermore  undone  : 
Here  would  we  end  our  quest ; 

Alone  are  found  in  thee. 
The  life  of  perfect  love, — the  rest 

Of  immortality.  MoxTGOiiERY. 


136  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


155 


The  Christian  Victor.  P.  M. 

Revival  Melodies,  16. 

APPY  the  spirit  released  from  its  clay  ; 
Happy  the  soul  that  goes  hounding  away  ; 
Singing  as  upward  it  hastes  to  the  skies, 
Victory  !  victory  !  homeward  I  rise. 
Many  the  toils  it  has  pass'd  through  below, 
Many  the  seasons  of  trial  and  woe  ; 
Many  the  doubtings  it  never  should  sing, 
Victory  !  victory  !  thus  on  the  wing. 

How  can  we  wish  them  recall' d  from  their  home, 

Longer  in  sorrowing  exile  to  roam  ? 

Safely  they  pass'd  from  their  troubles  beneath, 

Victory  !  victory  !  shouting  in  death. 

Thus  let  them  slumber,  till  Christ  from  the  skies 

P>ids  them  in  glorified  body  arise  ; 

Singing,  as  upward  they  spring  from  the  tomb. 

Victory  !  victory  !  .Jesus  hath  come  ! 


156. 


They  rest.  8s  &  7s. 


EEP  not  for  a  brother  deceased  ; 
Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  released, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain ; 
With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 
And  mount  with  his  spirit  above, 
Escaped  to  the  mansions  of  light, 
And  lodged  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 
Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind  ; 


I-F.E   aven,i:   COLLECTION.  137 

His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtain' d, 

And  1  •anions  behind  : 

Still  toes' d  on  a  sea  of  dist 

Hard  toiling  to  mak  bore, 

Where  all  is  assurance  and  pea 

And  sorrow  and  .-in  are  qo  mure. 

o  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 

Who  sail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath  ; 
With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  sorrow  and  death  : 
The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end  ; 

The  mortal  affliction  is  past  : 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 

Forever  and  ever  shall  last. 


157. 


River  of  Death.  P.  M. 

1  DIVER  of  death,  thy  stream  I  see, 

It  Between  the  bright  city  of  rest  and  me  ; 
Fearless  thy  sable  surge  1*11  brave, 
For  sweet  is  the  prospect  o'er  thy  wave. 
Waft  me,  oh,  waft  me  safely  o'er, 
And  land  me,  dear  Saviour,  on  Canaan's  shore. 

2  Why  should  I  fear  to  stem  thy  tide, 

With  him  who  has  loved  me,  as  guard  and  guide*' 

Wisdom  and  power  control  thy  6 

While  faith  says  my  pas-age  was  paid  with  blood. 

3  What  is  it  gilds  thy  darksome  foam  ? 

'Tis  light  shining  forth  from  my  happy  home. 
Music  that  thrills  my  soul  to  hear, 
Seems  floating  me  over  thy  surface  drear. 


138  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  Help  me,  I  feel  the  waters  rise, 

Yet  visions  of  glory  still  glad  my  eyes. 
Saviour,  I  come — I  soou  shall  be 
Among  the  blest  purchase  of  Calvary. 


~|  ftO         I  Jcnow  thou  art  gone!  P.  M. 

Waters1  S.  S.  Ifwk  Book,  9. 

1  T  KXOW  thou  art  gone  to  the  home  of  thy  rest , 
X    Then  why  should  my  soul  be  so  sad  ? 

I  know  thou  art  gone  where  the  weary  are  blest, 
And  the  mourner  looks  up  and  is  glad. 
I  never  look  up  with  a  wish  to  the  sky. 
But  a  light  like  thy  beauty  is  there  ; 
And  I  hear  a  low  murmur  like  thine  in  reply. 
When  I  pour  out  my  spirit  in  prayer. 

2  In  thy  far-a-way  home,  wherever  it  be, 

I  know  thou  hast  visions  of  mine  ; 
And  my  heart  hath  revealings  of  thine  and  of  thee, 
In  many  a  token  and  sigh. 

3  In  the  hush  of  the  night,  on  the  waste  of  the  sea, 
^        Or  alone  with  the  breeze  on  the  hill, 

f    I  have  ever  a  presence  that  whispers  of  thee, 
And  my  spirit  lies  down  and  is  still. 


159 


Home  at  Last.  P.  M, 

Revival  Melodies,  26. 

OME  at  last!  home  at  last! 
From  an  earthly  shore, 
For  oh  !  I've  join'd  the  ransom'd  ones, 
Who  pass'd  on  long  before. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  1S9 

Here  each  tear  is  wipe  1  away 

By  God,  the  B 
There's  naught  rj°y  arK*  pwJn 

Round  the  Eternal  tfa 

2  The  pure  in  heart  !   the  pure  in  Ik  art  I 
Robed  in  spotless  white. 
Are  here  with  starry  crowns,  of  joy, 
All  gloriously  bright. 

Some  I  loved  so  long  ago, 

Who  left  me  sad  and  lone. 
I  meet  among  the  heavenly  host, 

Within  our  Father's  home. 

o  Safe  at  home  !  safe  at  home  ! 

Oh.  let  the  eel. 
To  soothe  the  hearts  that  mourn  me  yet, 

In  that  hist  home  below. 
His  dear  arms  are  round  me  now. 

Who  was  for  sinners  slain  ; 
Through  him  I've  won  eternal  life, 

For  me  to  die  was  gain. 
Safe  at  home  !   safe  at  home  ! 

From  an  earthly  shore  : 
I'll  bless  and  praise  thee.  0  my  God. 

Forever,  evermore.  Mrs.  M'Leod. 


160. 


Dust  to  Dust.  P.  M 


1  T\UST,  receive  thy  kindred! 

\j     Earth,  take  now  thine  own! 
To  thee  this  trust  is  render' d  ; 
In  thee  tl  >wn. 

2  Clasp  it  kindly,  fondly, 

To  cherish,  not  destroy  ; 


140  LEE    AVEN'UE    COLLECTION. 

Clasp  it  as  the  mother 
Clasps  her  nestling  joy. 

3  Guard  the  precious  treasure, 
Ever-faithful  tomb ! 
Keep  it  all  unrifled, 
Till  the  Master  come.  Bonar. 


161. 


We  mm  thee  in  thy  place  at       r  .., 
school. 

Plymouth  CoHectioo,  Mi, 

1  T\  ^  miss  thee  in  thy  place  at  school, 

if     And  on  thy  homeward  way, 
Where  violets  hy  the  reedy  pool, 
Peep  out  so  shyly  gay. 

2  And  many  a  tearful,  longing  look 

In  silence  seeks  thee  yet. 
Where,  in  its  own  familiar  nook, 
Thy  fireside  chair  is  set. 

3  And  oft,  when  little  voices  dim 

Are  feeling  for  the  note 
In  chanted  prayer,  or  psalm,  or  hymn. 
And  wav'ring  wildly  float — 

4  Comes  gushing  o'er  a  sudden  thought 

Of  her  who  led  the  strain, 
How  oft,  such  music  home  she  brought, 
But  ne'er  shall  bring  again. 

6  Oh,  say  not  so  !  the  spring-tide  air 
Is  fraught  with  whisperings  sweet ; 
Who  knows,  but  heavenly  carols  there 
With  ours  may  duly  meet? 

Lyra  Innogihtium. 


1  "I7TTAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 

T    Quit,  oh,  quit  this  mortal  frame; 
Treml 
Oh,  the  pain,  th< 

rife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  . 

2  Hark,  they  whisper  :  ai 

k4  is  this  abs<  >rl  -  me  quite. 
Steals  niy  hi, 

Drowi  ath  ? 

Tell  me,  m; 

3  The  world  r< 

oars 
Wi  1 1 i 

Lend,  lend  your  wings!  1  mount!  I  fly  ! 
0  grave,  where 
0  death,  whei  Porn 


163 


She  die  P.  M 

Plymouth  S.  S.  ColUction,  203. 

1  CHE  died,  yet  is  n 
0  Y 

It  bloom' d  to  di  ora  ; 

Her  summer  hath  not 

2  She 

Ye  saw  her  jewels  all  u 
But  God  then  made  a  coronet, 
And  placed  it  on  her  head. 


142  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  She  died,  yet  is  not  dead  ! 

Ye  saw  her  gazing  toward  a  sky. 
"Whose  lights  beam  not  on  mortal  eyes — 
She  linger' d,  yearn' d,  and  fled. 

4  She  died,  yet  is  not  dead  ! 
A  messenger  on  noiseless  wing 

Bore  a  sweet  summons  from  the  King — 
She  follow' d  where  he  led. 

5  She  died,  yet  is  not  dead  ! 

By  pearly  gate  and  golden  street 
She  took  her  way  with  shining  feet : 

Go  ye  and  thither  tread  !  Theo.  Tilton. 


1  64.     The  Last  Lovely  Morning.         P.  M. 

1  'THE  last  lovely  morning, 

JL      All  blooming  and  fair, 
Is  fast  onward  fleeting. 
And  soon  will  appear. 
While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trump 
Sounds  come,  come  away  ! 
Oh,  let  us  be  ready 
To  hail  the  glad  day ! 

2  And  when  that  bright  morning 

In  splendor  shall  dawn, 
Our  tears  will  be  ended, 
Our  sorrows  all  gone. 

3  The  Bridegroom  from  glory 

To  earth  shall  descend — 
Ten  thousand  bright  angels 
Around  him  attend. 


lee  avev  :iox.  143 

loo.  nn-  P-  M. 

1  AH,  there  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourn- 
\J 
Oh,  there  will  be  mourning  at  the  judge 

Parents  and  children  there  will 
Wiv   -  there  will  part, 

Brot  there  will  part, 

Will  part  to  meet  no  more. 

2  Oh,  there  will  be  mourning.  &c. 
Friends  and  neighbors  there  will  part.  fte. 

3  Oh,  there  will  be  glory.  &c. 

Saints  and  angels  there  will  meet.  &c. 
Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 


166. 
'I 


Best  for  the  weary.  P.  M. 

Sheet  Masic 

N  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 
There  remains  a  land  of  i 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  re 
There  is  rest  for  the  w 
There  is  rest  for  the  m 
There  is  reel 

Ther 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the 

Where  the  tree  looming, 

There  is  rest  for  vou. 


144  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 
Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

8  Pain  nor  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 
Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share  ; 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquish' d, 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn  ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  0  ye  ransom' d  ! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn  ! 

5  Sing,  oh  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory — 

Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go  ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 


167. 


\\ 


Heaven  is  my  Home.  6s  &  4s. 

Waters'  S.  S.  Music  Book,  43. 

M  but  a  stranger  here. 


Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear. 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage, 
Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 
Heaven  is  my  home  ; 


LEE  HON'.  145 

Time' 8  cold  and  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  I 

I  shall  reach  home  at  last — 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

8  There,  at  my  k  ride, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  love  most  and  best, 
There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 


168 


The  Land  of  Best.  8s  &  6s. 

Linden  Harp,  ?0. 

1  rPHERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
JL  To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 

A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 

'Tis  found  above  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven. 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  : 
And  views  the  tern:  by, 

The  evening  shadows  quickly  fljr, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 
10 


146  LEE    AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom, 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


169 


The  Redeemed.  7s. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  &3. 

1  YITHO  are  these  in  bright  array, 

YV      This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? 
"  Worthy  is  the  lamb  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain  ; 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  ! 

These  from  great  affliction  came  : 
Now  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Seal'd  with  his  almighty  name, 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor  palms  in  every  hand. 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them,  the  Lamb  amid  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  ; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears ; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  the  tears. 

Montgomery. 


LEE    AVENUE    0O1  147 


170. 


77ie  Land  which  no  Mortal 
may  know. 


P.M. 


1  THOUGH  earth  has  full  many  a  beautiful  spot, 
JL      As  the  poet  and  painter  might  -how. 

Yet  more  lovely  and  beautiful,  holy  and  I 
To  the  hopes  of  the  heart  and  the  spirit's  glad 
right, 
Is  the  land  which  no  mortal  may  know. 

2  There  the  crystalline  stream,  bursting  forth  from 

the  throne. 
Flows  on,  and  forever  will  : 
Its  waves  as  they  roll  are  with  melody  rife, 
And  its  waters  are  sparkling  with  beauty  aud 
life, 
In  the  Jand  which  no  mortal  may  know. 

3  And  there  on  its  margin,  with  leaves  ever  green, 

With  fruits,  healing  sickno-  \ 
The  fair  tree  of  life,  in  its  glory  spread  wide, 
Is  fed  by  the  deep  inexhaustible  tide. 

On  the  land  which  no  mortal  may  know. 

4  There,  too,  are  the  lost  whom  we  loved  on  this 

earth. 

With  whose  memory  our  bosoms  still  glow ; 
Their  relics  we  he  place  of  the  dead, 

But  their  glorified  spirits  before  us  have  fled 

To  the  land  which  no  mortal  may  kn 

5  There  the  orb  of  night  and  the  fountain  of  day, 

Nor  beauty  nor 
But  the  presence  of  Him.  the  unchanging  I  AM, 

'    And  the  Holy,  the  Pure,  the  Immaculate  Lamb, 
Light  the  land  which  no  mortal  may  know. 


148  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


"1  ^7 1  Heavenly  Home.  P.  M. 

Revival  Melodies,  2ft. 

1  TTEAVENLY  home !  heavenly  home !  precious 
JlL  name  to  me, 

I  love  to  think  the  time  will  come  when  I  shall 
rest  in  thee. 
I've  no  abiding  city  here, 
I  seek  for  one  to  come  ; 
And  though  my  pilgrimage  be  drear, 
I  know  there's  rest  at  home, 
Heavenly    home !     heavenly    home !     precious 
name,  &c. 

2  Heavenly   home !     heavenly  home !     there   no 

clouds  arise — 
No  tear-drops  fall — no  dark  nights  dim  thy  ever- 
smiling  skies. 
This  earthly  home  is  fair  and  bright, 

Yet  clouds  will  often  come  : 
And  oh  !  I  long  to  see  the  light 
That  gilds  my  heavenly  home. 

3  Heavenly  home  !    heavenly  home !    ne'er  shall 

sorrow's  gloom, 
Nor  doubts  nor  fears  disturb  me  there,  for  all  is 
peace  at  home. 
I  know  I  ne'er  shall  worthy  be 

To  dwell  'neath  heaven's  bright  dome, 
But  Christ,  my  Saviour,  died  for  me, 
And  now  he  calls  me  home. 


lee  noH.  149 

1  7  •>  My  Fatherla  i  &  8s. 

1  THERE  is  a  place  where  my  hopes  are  stay'd, 
A      My  heart  and  my  tiv  .  tiere  ; 
Where  verdure  and  blossoms  never  fade. 

And  fields  are  eternally  fair. 

That  blissful  place  is  my  fatherland. 

By  faith  its  delights  1  explore. 
Come,  favor  my  flight,  angelic  band, 

And  waft  me  in  the  shore. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  the  angels  dwell, 

A  pure  and  a  peaceful  ab 
The  joys  of  that  place  no  tongue  can  tell. 
But  there  is  the  palace  of  G 

3  There  is  a  place  where  my  friends  are  gone, 

Who  suffer' d  and  worshipp'd  with  m 
Exalted  with  Christ  high  on  his  throne, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  the] 

-i  There  is  a  place  where  I  hope  to  live, 
When  life  and  its  lal 
A  place  which  the  Lord  to  me  will  give. 
And  then  I  shall  sorrow  no  more. 


|  TQ  uH  the        p  it   ir 

1   CIXCE  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 
O     Such  radiant  gems  are  strown, 
Oh.  what  magnificence  mv 

Great  God.  about  thy  .throne 
So  brilliant  here  ps  of  light ! 

There  the  full  ocean  rolls,  how  bright ! 


150  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  If  night's  blue  curtain  of  the  sky, 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought, 
Hung,  like  a  royal 'canopy, 

With  glittering  diamonds  fraught, 
Be,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outer  veil, 
What  splendor  at  the  shrine  must  dwell ! 

3  The  dazzling  sun,  at  noonday  hour, 

Forth  from  his  flaming  vase, 
Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower, 

Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze, 
But  shows,  0  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine  : 
What,  then,  the  day  where  thou  dost  shine  ! 

4  Oh,  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 

That  noon  of  living  rays  ? 
Or  how  our  spirits,  so  impure, 

Upon  thy  glory  gaze  ? 
Anoint,  0  Lord,  anoint  our  sight, 
And  fit  us  for  that  world  of  light. 


174. 


"  The  street  of  the  city  was  ft 

pure  gold" 


1  \Yf&  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  bless' d,. 

if      That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair, 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confess' d  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold, 

Its  walls  deck'd  with  jewels  so  rare, 
Its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

3  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION'.  151 

From  trials  with  ;hin  ; 

But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there! 

4  We  speak  of  its 

Ti:  ifi  -I  wear. 

The  church  of  the  first-born  ab 

But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

5  Do  thou.  Lord.  rmid  sorrow  and  woe, 

Still  for  heaven  my  spirit  prepare, 
And  shortly  I  also  shall  know. 
And  feel,  what  it  is  to  be  there. 


175. 
'B 


Beautiful  City.  L.  M. 

rsary  Hymns,  No.  4. 

EAUTIFUL  Zion  built  above, 


Beautiful  city  that  I  love. 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple — God  its  light. 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary. 
Opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 

2  Beautiful  heaven,  where  all  is  light, 
Beautiful  angels  clothed  in  white, 
Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire. 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir. 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sv 
Worshipping  at  the  Saviour"  s  feet. 

3  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  bi 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show, 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransom \1  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there. 
Thither  I  press  with  - 

There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. 


152  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION". 

4  Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest,  all  wanderings  cease, 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace. 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see, 
Haste  to  this  heavenly  home  with  me. 


176. 


''•Forever  with  the  Lord."  S.  M.  Double 

Revival  Melodies,  23. 


1  "  "FOREVER  with  the  Lord," 
JL    Amen,  so  let  it  be  ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word  ; 

Tis  immortality. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam  ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home, 
Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

2  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 

Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 
Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints, 

To  reach  the  land  I  love  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above, 

Home  above,  home  above, 
Jerusalem  above. 

3  Yet  doubts  still  intervene, 

And  all  my  comfort  flies ; 
Like  Noah's  dove  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies  ; 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  153 

Anon  the  clouds  depart, 

The  winds  and  waters  cea 
While  f  a'd  heart 

Expands  the  bow  of  p 

Bow  of  peace,  bow  of  peace, 

Expands  the  buw  of  : 


~\Jl^J  ^°  &*9ht  iR  Heaven.  P.  M. 

I  Music 

1  "VTO  night  shall  be  in   heaven  !  no  gathering 
ll  gloom 

Shall  o'er  that  glorious  landscape  ever  come  : 
No  tears  shall  fall  in  sadness  o'er  those  flowers, 

That   breathe  their  fragrance   through  celestial 
bowers. 

2  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven  !  no  dreadful  hour 
Of  mental  darkness,  or  the  ten;  rer — 
Across  thof                 o  envious  cloud  shall  roll, 
To  dim  the  sunlight  of  the  raptured  soul. 

3  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven  !  forbid  to  sleep, 
These  eyes  no  more  their  mournful  vigils  keep ; 
Their    fountains    dried — their    tears   all    wiped 

away— 
They  gaze  undazzled  on  eternal  day. 

4  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven  ! — no  sorrow's  reign, 
No  secret  anguish,  no  corporeal  pain  ; 

No  shivering  limbs,  no  burning  fever  there  ; 
No  soul's  eclipse,  no  winter  of  despair. 

5  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven — but  endless  noon  : 
No  fast  declining  sun  nor  waning  moon  ; 

But  there  the  Lamb  shall  yield  perpetual  light, 
'Mid  pastures  green,  and  r  bright. 


154  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

6  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven — no  darken* d  room, 
No  bed  of  death,  nor  silence  of  the  tomb  ; 

But  breezes,  ever  fresh  with  love  and  truth, 
Shall  brace  the  frame  with  an  immortal  youth. 

7  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven !  but  night  is  here, 
The  night  of  sorrow,  and  the  night  of  fear  ; 

I  mourn  the  ills  that  now  my  steps  attend, 
And  shrink  from  others  that  may  yet  impend. 

8  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven  !  oh,  had  I  faith 
To  rest  in  what  the  faithful  Witness  saith, 
That  faith  should  make  these  hideous  phantomii 

flee, 
And  leave  no  night,  henceforth,  on  earth  to  me ! 


~J  /TO  Gushing  so  Iright.  P.  M. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  108. 

1  PUSHING  so  bright  in  the  morning  light, 
\J    Gleams  the  water  in  yon  fountain  ; 

As  purely,  too,  as  the  early  dew 
That  gems  the  distant  mountain. 

Then  drink  your  fill  of  the  grateful  rill, 

And  leave  the  cup  of  sorrow  ; 
Though   it  shine  to-night  in  its  gleaming 
light, 
'Twill  sting  thee  on  the  morrow. 

2  Quietly  glide  in  their  silvery  tide, 

The  brooks  from  rocks  to  valley  ; 
And  the  flashing  streams,  in  the  broad  sunbeams, 
Like  a  banner' d  army  rally. 


LEE    AY  EX  IE    COLLECTION-. 

3  Touch  not  the  wine,  though  brightly  it  shine, 
When  nature  to  man  has  given 
A  gift  so  sweet,  .  et, 

AIk  a  heaven. 

nly  here  of  the  water  clear 
Is  God  the  lav; 
.But  when  we  I  ler  skies, 

We'll  drink  of  life's  bright  river. 


179. 


i  \j  .  &Hln  f-^e  Pledge. 

1  TTNITED  in  a  joyous  1  ■ 

U  We'll  sign  the  |  I  heart  and  hand, 

The  ruby  wine  we'll  lay  as! 

And  be  our  country's  hope  and  pride. 

Yes.  sign  the  pledge,  each  son  and  daughter, 
And  choose  the  clear  and  sparkling  water. 

2  'Twill  keep  the  roses  on  your  cheek, 
Preserve  your  spirits  mild  and  meek ; 
Your  eye  will  beam  expression  bright. 
Your  mind  improve  in  wisdom's  light. 

3  It  makes  the  home  of  labor  sweet, 
And  happy  faces  there  you'll  greet ; 
It  leads  the  v>\  1th, 

And  gives  earth" s  choicest  blessing,  health. 


156  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTIOU. 


180. 


The  Hidden  Fiend. 

Temperance  Melodies,  19S, 

Air — "  Woodstock/1 

1  AH!  touch  it  not,  for  deep  within 
\J     That  ruby-tinted  howl, 

Lie  hidden  fiends  of  guilt  and  sin, 
To  seize  your  precious  soul. 

2  That  sparkling  glass  if  you  partake 

Will  prove  your  deadly  foe, 
And  may,  ere  yet  its  bubbles  break, 
Have  seal'd  your  endless  woe. 

3  Then  pause  ere  yet  the  cup  you  drain, 

The  hand  that  lifts  it  stay  ; 
Resolve  forever  to  abstain, 
And  cast  the  bowl  away. 


181. 


Seedtime  and  Harvest.  L.  M. 


1  A  S  o'er  his  furrow' d  fields  which  lie 
JA.  Beneath  a  coldly  drooping  sky, 
Yet  chill  with  winter's  melted  snow, 
The  husbandman  goes  forth  to  sow  ; 

2  Thus,  Temperance,0  on  the  bitter  blast 
The  ventures  of  thy  seed  we  cast, 

And  trust  to  warmer  sun  and  rain, 
To  swell  the  germ  and  fill  the  grain. 

3  Who  calls  thy  glorious  service  hard  ? 
Who  deems  it  not  its  own  reward  ? 

*  Substituted  for  "  freedom"  in  the  original. 


tion".  157 

A  cause  of  praise  and  thankful  i 

4  It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  wield 
The  sickle  in  the  ripening  : 

Nor  ours  to  hear,  on  summer  eves, 
The  reaper's  song  among  the  shea 

5  Yet  where  our  duty's  task  is  wrought 
In  unison  with  God's  great  thought, 
The  near  and  future  blend  in  one, 
And  whatsoe'er  is  will'd,  is  done  ! 

G  And  ours  the  grateful  service,  whence 
Comes,  day  by  day,  the  recompense  : 
The  hope,  the  trust,  the  purpose  stay 
The  fountain  and  the  noonday  shade. 

7  And  were  this  life  the  utmost  span, 
The  only  end  and  aim  of  man, 
Better  the  toil  of  fields  like  these, 
Than  waking  dream  and  slothful  ease. 

8  But  life,  though  falling  like  our  grain, 
Like  that  revives  and  springs  again  ; 
And,  early  call'd,  how  blest  are  they 
Who  wait  in  heaven  their  harvest  day  ! 

J.  G.  Wiiittier. 


1QO     Speed  the  Temperance  Ship.       II.  M. 

*  uth  Collection,  8i- 

Arc-  LeiKx. 
1  OPEED,  speed  the  Temperance  ship  ! 
U     Ye  winds,  fill  every  sail ; 
Behold  her  on  the  deep, 
Outriding  every  gale  : 


158  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

The  tempest's  fury  she  outbraves, 
And  hosts  of  deathless  drunkards  saves. 

2  Speed,  speed  the  Temperance  ship  ! 

Who  joins  us  in  the  cry  ? 
Mothers  and  children,  cease  to  weep, 

Our  ship  is  passing  by  : 
We  wish  to  take  you  all  on  board, 
A  freight  of  mercy  to  the  Lord. 

3  Speed,  speed  the  Temperance  ship  ! 

For  her  we'll  ever  pray  : 
'Tis  Israel's  God  alone  can  keep 

In  safety,  night  and  day  ; 
On  him  we'll  evermore  depend 
Who  is  the  contrite  drunkard's  friend. 

4  Speed,  speed  the  Temperance  ship ! 

Ye  young  and  aged  shout ; 
Behold  her  sailing  o'er  the  deep, 

With  all  her  streamers  out, 
Bound  for  the  true  tee-total  shore, 
Where  streams  of  death  are  drank  no  more'. 


183 


1  TN 


The  Pure  Stream.  P.  M. 

Temperance  Melodist,  102, 

Eden's  green  retreats, 
A  water-brook  that  play'd 
Between  soft  mossy  seats, 
Beneath  a  plane-tree's  shade, 
Whose  rustling  leaves 
Danced  o'er  its  brink, 
Was  Adam's  drink, 
And  also  Eve's. 


LEE    AVEXTE    COLLECTION.  159 

2  Beside  the  par< 

Oi  that  youtig  brook,  the  pair 
Their  morning  chant  would  sing; 
And  Eve.  I  hair, 

Kneel  on  the  g 

That  fringed  its  side, 
And  make  its  tide 
Her  looking-glass. 

3  And  when  the  man  of  God 

From  Egypt  led  his  flock, 
They  thirsted,  and  his  rod 

Smote  the  Arabian  rock, 
And  forth  a  rill 

Of  water  gush'd, 

And  on  they  vush'd 
And  drank  their  till. 

4  Would  Eden  thus  have  smiled, 

Ha^l  wine  to  Eden  come  ? 
Would  Horeh's  parching  wild 

Have  been  refresh' d  with  rum? 

And  had  Eve's  hair 

Been  dress' d  in  gin, 

Would  she  have  been 
Reflected  fair  P 

5  Had  Moses  built  a  still, 

And  dealt  out  to  that  host 
To  every  man  his  gill, 

And  pledged  him  in  a  toast — 
>!er  brains, 
Or  stronger  hands. 
Have  braved  the  sands 
Of  those  hot  plains  f 


160  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

6  "  Sweet  fields  beyond"  death's  flood 
11  Stand  dress' d  in  living  green  ;" 
For,  from  the  throne  of  God, 
To  freshen  all  the  scene, 
A  river  rolls, 

Where  all  who  will 
•     May  come  and  fill 
Their  crystal  bowls. 

Rev.  John  Pierpont. 


184 


Friends  of  Freedom.  P.  M. 

Temperance  Melodist,  32. 

1  TjiRIENDS  of  freedom,  swell  the  song! 
-T  Young  and  old,  the  strain  prolong, 
Make  the  temp' ranee  army  strong, 

And  on  to  victory  ! 
Lift  your  banners,  let  them  wave, 
Onward  march,  the  world  to  save  ; 
Who  would  fill  a  drunkard's  grave, 

And  bear  his  infamy  ? 

2  Shrink  not  when  the  foe  appears  ; 
Spurn  the  coward's  guilty  fears  ; 
Hear  the  shrieks,  behold  the  tears 

Of  ruin'd  families ! 
Raise  the  cry  in  every  spot — 
"  Touch  not — Taste  not — Handle  not  /" 
Who  would  be  a  drunken  sot, 

The  worst  of  miseries  ? 

3  Give  the  aching  bosom  rest ; 
Carry  joy  to  every  breast  ; 

Make  the  wretched  drunkard  blest, 
By  living  soberly. 


161 

Raise  >rd  high— 

"  Touch  not— taste  not— till  you  die/" 
Let  the  echo  reach  th 

And  earth  keep  jubilee. 

4  God  of  mercy  !  hear 
For  thy  help  we  inter 

See  how  many  bosoms  bleed — 

And  heal  them  speedily  ! 

Hasten.  Lord,  the  happy  day. 

When  beneath  thy  gentle  ray. 

Temp'rance  all  the  world  shall  sway, 
And  reign  triumphantly. 


18 


K  Invitation. 

Temperan:<e  M  ioiir.,  .1. 

1  /  10MB,  friends  and  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
\J    Join  in  a  cheer. 

With  one  united  voice  and  heart, 
The  joyous  sound  prolong". 

Oh,  sing  with  hearty  cheer,  my 

Oh,  sing  with  hearty  cheer  ; 
And  send  the  chorus  round  and  rou:. 
In  song  ot  hearty  cheer. 

2  We'll  give  one  song  of  praise  to  those 

Whom  brothers  all  ; 

Then  to  our  brethren,  ere  we  cl 
We  sing  a  welcome  all. 

3  To  sisters  who  have  join'd  our  band. 

We  si  -  to-night  : 

We  w  I  and  hand, 

To  aid  us  in  the 

11 


162  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  To  all  who  kindly  help  us  on, 

Glad  songs  of  joy  we  raise  ; 

But  still  we  give  to  God  alone 

Our  loudest  song  of  praise. 

5  Now  raise  once  more  the  cheerful  song, 

Let  every  voice  unite  ; 
The  loud,  and  happy  strain  prolong, 
One  joyous,  sweet  good-night. 


186. 


Out  noble  band.  P.  M. 

Temperance  Molodist,  119, 

Aie— "  Harvest  Glee." 


1  "117 E  sing  the  praise  of  water, 

IT      Come,  every  son  and  daughter 
Of  Freedom's  happy  land  ; 
Of  Freedom's  happy  land  ; 
With  such  a  theme  before  us, 
Who  will  not  join  the  chorus 
•    Of  this  our  noble  band, 
Of  this  our  noble  band  ? 
Tra  la  la  la  la  tra  la  la, 
Of  this  our  noble  band. 

2  Sweet  is  the  light  that  quivers 
On  water,  brooks  and  rivers  ; 

Fresh  are  the  waving  trees, 
Fiesh  are  the  waving  trees  ; 
And  fresh  the  bloom  that  dresses 
These  loose  and  fragrant  tresses, 
For  ev'ning's  cooling  breeze, 
For  ev'ning's  cooling  breeze. 


lee  a  yen  rioir,  163 

Grateful  the  cloud,  thai 

■ 
Grateful  the  rill,  that  g 
And  down  the  hillside  rush   - 

To  bless  the  smiling  plain. 
To  bless  the  smiling  plain. 

Streams  of  the  wood-crown' d  mountain, 
Children  of  cloud  and  fountain. 

"Who  gayly  dance  and  s 

Who  gayly  dance  and 
O'er  snow-beds  iced  and  gh 
Down  paths  all  clean  and  m< 

Your  grateful  tribute  I 

Your  grateful  tribute  bring. 


187 

■s 


Stay.  Father^  stay.  P.M. 

Temp-e  ranee  Melodi6t.  \Zi. 

TAY,  father,  stay,  the  night  is  wild. 
Oh,  leave  not  now  your  dying  child  ! 
I  feel  the  icy  hand  of  death. 
And  shorter,  shorter  grows  my  breath. 

0  father,  leave  me  nut.  0  father,  leave  me  not. 

2  Stay,  father.  stay*  my  mother's  gone, 
And  thou  and  I  are  left  alone  ; 
And  from  her  star-lit  home  on  high, 
She'll  weep,  that  I  alone  must  die. 

t  Stay,  father,  stay.  oh.  leave,  this  night. 
The  mad'ning  bowl,  whose  withering  blight 
Has  cast  so  dark  a  .-hade  around 
The  home  where  joy  alone  was  found. 


164  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  Stay,  father,  stay,  once  more  I  ask, 
Oh,  count  it  not  a  heavy  task, 
To  stay  with  me  till  life  shall  end, 
My  last,  my  only  earthly  friend. 


1  88   Shalle'er  GoU  Water  he  forgot. 

Temperance  MoI'Kliat,  4S 

Air — Auld  Lang  Syne. 

1  QHALL  e'er  cold  water  be  forgot, 
kJ     When  we  sit  down  to  dine? 
Oh  no.  my  friends,  for  is  it  not 

Pour'd  out  by  hands  divine  ? 
Pour'd  out  by  hands  divine,  my  friends, 

Pour'd  out  by  hands  divine  ; 
From  springs  and  wells  it  gushes  forth, 

Pour'd  out  by  hands  divine. 

2  To  Beauty's  cheek,  though  strange  it  seems, 

'Tis  not  more  strange  than  true, 
Cold  water,  though  itself  so  pale, 

Imparts  the  rosiest  hue  ; 
Imparts  the  rosiest  hue,  my  friends, 

Imparts  the  rosiest  hue  : 
Yes,  Beauty,  in  a  water-pail 

Doth  find  her  rosiest  hue. 

3  Cold  water,  too  (though  wonderful, 

'Tis  not  less  true,  again) — 
The  weakest  of  all  earthly  drinks, 

Doth  make  the  strongest  men  : — 
Doth  make  the  strongest  men,  my  friends, 

Doth  make  the  strongest  men  ; 
Then  let  us  take  that  weakest  drink, 

And  grow  the  strongest  men. 


1 65 

4  The  sturdy  oak  full  many  a  cup 
Doth  hold  up  to  th.- 
To  catch  the  rain  :  then  drinks  it  up, 
And  thus  the  oak  gets  high; 

ids, 
'TU  igh; 

By  havii 

u  why  not  you  and  I  ? 

irmies  give 

girls  like  tulips  fair  ; 
The  girls  like  tulips  fair,  my  friends, 

The  girls  like  tulips  fair  ; 
The  boys  shall  grow  like  sturdy  oaks. 
The  girls  like  tulips  fair. 

Rev.  Joiix  Peerpont. 


^fg9  The  Temperance  Horn.  P.  M. 

Ten  | 

1  II ERRILY  the  temp'rance  horn 
ITl     Is  sounding  o'er  the  silver  lake, 
Cheerily  at  early  dawn 

Its  swelling  notes  bid  echo  wake. 
Temp'rance  for  thee,  thee  only 

These  sounds  are  ev.  me  ; 

Each  haunt  of  pleasure  lonely 

Is  found,  when  'tis  unblest  by  thee. 
Sound,  sound  the  merry,  m<  ranee  horn, 

At  close  of  eve  and  morning's  early  dawn. 

2  Cheerfully  my  harp  I  bring, 

And  wake  a  wilder,  sweeter  strain, 
Joyously  m 

And  bid  th'  inebriate  smile  again. 


166  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Cheerily  our  footsteps  stray 

Nor  wait  to  think  of  danger  near  ; 
Merrily  at  close  of  day. 

We  breathe  the  sweetest  music  heie. 


190 


The  Welcome.  C.  M. 

Temperance  Melodist,  135. 

1  4    WELCOME,  brothers,  from  each  heart, 
A     A  welcome  deep  and  strong, 

We  now  in  earnest  faith  impart 
Through  the  true  voice  of  song. 

2  Our  motto  is  ' '  Humanity, 

Progress,  and  Temperance," 
These,  single  and  unitedly, 
Our  efforts  must  advance. 

3  A  welcome,  then,  to  every  heart 

That  makes  our  cause  its  own,  41 

New  efforts  shall  new  strength  impart, 
And  vie' try  shall  be  won. 

Mrs.  J.  W.  Mansfield. 


191 
T 


The  Bubbling  Spring.  C.  M. 

Temperance  Melodist,  114. 

one  bright  spot  there  is  on  earth 
More  lovely  than  the  rest, 
One  which  fond  nature  at  her  birth 

With  truest  beauty  blest — 
It  is  the  place  where  some  cool  fount 

Its  crystal  waters  fling. 
'Mid  rocks  and  flowers  that  hide  the  fount 
Gushes  the  bubbling  spring. 


167 

2  Tell  me  not  of  the  sparkling  bowl, 

That  glows  witb  r<  d  ning  fire  ; 
Oh,  toll  not  of  the  j< 

The  wine-cup  can  inspire! 
A  brighter  glass,  a  purer  joy, 

A  healthier  draught  • 

an  enjoy — 

Health  from  the  bubbling 

3  Then  fill  the  glass  with  water  bright, 

nectar  nature  g  - 
Let  faithful  hearts  round  this  unite. 

A  bleeding  w<  rl  I 
For  naught  can  soothe  the  woeful  wound. 

And  heal  the  viper's  sting. 
But  pure  and  healthful  water,  found 

Fresh  in  the  bubbling  spring. 


1Q*}         Temperance  Life-Boat.  P.M. 

^^  *  Temperance  Melo<list,  34. 

1  T)LY  the  oar,  brother,  and  speed  the  boat, 
JL    Swift  over  life's  glittering  water  fl 
Then  onward  bound,  and  strive  to  Bare 
Brothers  from  filling  a  drunkard's  grave. 

Then  pull  away,  haul  away,  row,  boys,  row  ; 
A  long  pull  and  strong  pull,  and  off  we  go. 

2  Loudly  the  heart-cheering  temperance  call 
Sounds  over  the  nations  to  welcome  all  ; 
It  sweetly  swells  from  hill  and  grove. 
Calling  return  unto  all  that  rove. 

3  Now  o'er  the  ocean  our  good  bark  rides, 
And  safely  in  harbor  she  smoothly  glides  ; 
But  should  the  cry  o{  help  be  heard. 
Quickly  to  duty  is  our  watchword. 


1G8  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


193 


C.  1L 

Terr.pei\.n?e  Meloiist,  130. 

1  INTEMPERANCE  like  a  raging  flood, 
JL     ]  ,  o'er  the  1  \ 

Its  dire  effects,  in  tears  and  blood, 

Are  traced  on  every  hand. 
It  still  flows  on  and  bears  away 

Ten  thousands  to  their  doom  : 
Who  shall  the  mighty  torrent  stay, 

And  disappoint  the  tomb  ? 

2  Almighty  God  !  no  hand  but  thine 

Can  check  this  flowing  tide  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  pow'r  divine, 

And  bid  the  flood  subside. 
Dry  up  the  source  from  whence  it  flows, 

Destroy  its  fountain-head  ; 
That  dire  in  temp' ranee  and  its  woes 

No  more  the  earth  o'erspread. 


J_y4r.     Vfor  me  ^te  CUP  you  fill.  L.  M. 


'0 


H,  it  for  me  the  enp  you  fill, 

Then  fill  it  from  the  gushing  rill, 
With  ter  sparkling  bright, 

As  clear  as  truth,  and  free  as  light. 
Then  if  for  me  the  cup  you  fill, 
Then  fill  it  from  the  gushing  rill  ; 
Oh,  if  for  me  the  cup  you  fill, 
Then  fill  it  from  the  gushing  rill. 

Kiss  not  to  me  the  mantling  brim, 
Where  dancing  bnbl  I  im, 

For  in  each  shining  crystal  round 
A  deadly  lurking  fiend  is  found. 


LEE    AVKN  TIOX.  169 

3  Speak  not  to  me  of  rosy  wine, 
Of  nectar  cups,  and  draughts  divine  ; 
The  taste  of  bitter  tears  is  there, 

Wrung  from,  the  hearts  most  true  and  dear. 


195.      8°*9  °f tJie  Tce-Totallcr.  P.  M. 

1  T  El1  others  sing-  the  ruby  bright 

JL     In  the  red  wine's  sparkling  glow  ; 
Dearer  to  me  is  the  diamond  light 

In  the  fountain's  purer  flow. 
The  feet  of  earthly  men  have  trod* 

The  juice  from  the  bleeding  vine — 
But  the  stream  comes  pure  from  the  hand  of  God 
To  fill  this  cup  of  mine. 

Then  give  me  the  cup  of  cold  water, 
The  pure,  sweet  cup  of  cold  water  ; 
His  arm  is  strong,  though  his  toil  be  long, 
Who  drinks  but  the  clear  cold  water. 

2  The  dewT-drop  lies  in  the  tiow'ret's  cup, 

How  rich  is  its  perfume  now  ! 
And  the  thirsty  earth  with  joy  looks  up 
When  hcav'n  sheds  rain  on  her  brow. 
The  brook  goes  forth  with  a  cheerful  voice 

To  gladden  the  vale  along  ; 
And  the  bending  trees  on  her  banks  rejoice 
To  listen  her  quiet  song. 

Then  give  me  the  cup  of  cold  water, 
The  pure,  sweet  cup  of  cold  water  : 
For  bright  is  his  eye  and  his  spirits  high 
Who  drinks  but  the  clear  cold  water. 

3  The  lark  springs  up  with  a  lighter  strain. 

When  the  wave  has  dash'd  her  wing  ; 


170  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION". 

And  the  steed  flings  back  his  thundering  mane 

In  the  midst  of  the  crystal  spring. 
This  was  the  drink  of  Paradise. 
Ere  blight  on  its  beauty  fell  ; 
And  the  buried  streams  of  its  gladness  rise 
In  every  moss-grown  well. 

Then  here's  for  the  cup  of  cold  water. 
The  pure  sweet  cup  of  cold  water  ; 
Unto  all  that  live  will  nature  give 
But  a  drink  of  clear  cold  water. 

Geo   W.  Bethune,  D.  D. 


1  QA        Death  the  Cup  contains.  L.  M. 

Plymouth  ColJection,  S33. 

1  OLA  VERY  and  death  the  cup  contains  ; 
0     Dash  to  the  earth  the  poison" d  bowl ! 
Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains. 

Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hosannas.  Lord  !  to  thee  Ave  sing. 

Whose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys  : 
I        What  countless  thousands  tribute  bring. 
For  happier  homes  and  brighter  days  ! 

3  Thou  wilt  not  break  the  bruised  reed. 

Nor  leave  the  broken  heart  unbound  ; 
The  wife  regains  a  husband  freed, 
The  orphan  clasps  a  father  found. 

4  Spare.  Lord  S  the  thoughtless ;  guide  the  blind  ; 

Till  man  no  more  shall  deem  it  just 
To  live,  by  forging  chains  to  bind 

His  weaker  brother  in  the  dust.       Sargent. 


197 


LEE    ATE2TOI    0OLLEO1  I  171 

Let  the  still  air  rejoice.        6s  A 

nth  Collection,  338. 

1  T  ET  the  still  air  rejoice — 
JJ  Be  every  youthful  voice 

Blended  in  one  ; 
While  we  renew  our  strain 
To  Him.  with  joy  again, 
Who  sends  the  evening  rain 

And  morning  sun. 

2  His  hand  in  beauty  gives 

Each  flower  and  plant  that  lives, 

Each  sunny  rill  : 
Springs  !  which  our  footsteps  meet — 
Fountains  !  our  lips  to  greet — 
Waters!   '  reet, 

On  rock  and  hill. 

3  Each  summer  bird  that  sings 
Drinks,  from  dear  nature's  springs, 

Her  early  d 
And  the  n  bower 

Falls  on  each  herb  and  flower, 
Giving  it  life  and  power, 
Fragrant  and  new. 

4  So  let  each  faithful  child 

Drink  of  this  fountain  mild, 

From  early  youth  ; 
Then  shall  the  song  we  raise 
Be  heard  in  future  days  — 
Ours  be  the  pleasant  ways 

Of  peace  and  truth. 

5  Now  let  each  heart  and  hand, 
Of  all  this  youthful  band, 

Unit 


172  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Till  on  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  in  the  vale  below. 
Our  land  may  ever  glow 

With  peace  and  love.  Piehpont. 


1  y  O .  Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain.     S.  M. 


1 M 


OURN  for  the  thousands  slain. 

The  youthful  and  the  strong  ; 

Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 

And,  the  deluded  throng. 
| 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnish' d  gem — 

For  reason's  light  divine. 
Quench' d  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem. 
Where  God  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruin'd  soul- 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turn'd  to  hopeless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost — but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free  ; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost — but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  his  saving  love. 


iion.  173 

~|  QQ  Thc  !>ool. 

A  Musical  Dialogue. 

Golden  Hr.rp,  1M. 

[Opening  Chorus.'] 

1  HPHE  Sunday-school,  how  Bweet  the  place, 
jL      When  all  are  gather' d  here  ! 
Bright  joys  will  come  on  angel-wings, 

Our  youthful  hearts  to  cheer. 
And  well  we  love  our  Sunday-school  ; 

We  strive  to  learn  and  mind  each  rule  ; 
While  thanks  we  bring,  and  joyful  sing, 

Let  heaven  our  offerings  hear. 
Glory  !  glory  !  let  as 

"While  heav'n  and  earth  with  glory  rimr. 
Hosanna,  hosanna,  hosanna  to  the  Lamb  of  God. 

[Ellen  and  Fanny  sing.] 

Our  youthful  feet  shall  haste, 

Upon  this  sacred  day  ; 
Be  early  at  the  Sunday-school, 

The  gate  to  wisdom's  way. 

[Charles  and  Henry,  in  response  to  the  two  Girls.] 

We  are  young,  the  world's  before  us, 
Pleasures  spread  on  every  hand  ; 

Haste  we  to  the  ark  of  safety, 
Haste  to  join  the  happy  band. 

[Fanny  and  Lizzie  ting.] 

Come  with  us  !  come,  let  us  hasten  ; 

Come,  the  joyous  strain  prolong  ; 
For  these  heav'nly  blessings  given, 

Let  us  raise  our  grateful  song. 


174  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

[The  Girls  sing.] 

Come  with  us,  come  let  us  hasten, 
Come  with  us,  no  more  delay  ! 

[Charles  and  Henry  sing.] 

We  must  go,  for  there  is  treasure, 
And  we  seek  its  worth  to  know  ; 

There  'tis  given  in  full  measure, 
Let  us  go,  oh,  quickly  go  ! 

[The  three  Girls  sing.] 
Yes — come,  come,  come  ! 

[Boys  and  Girls,  all  together.] 

We  come,  we  come  !  the  door  is  wide — 

A  welcome  we  shall  find  ; 
Yes,  all  are  here,  in  pleasant  cheer, 

Not  one  is  left  behind  ; 
With  eager  feet  this  place  we  seek, 
We'll  gather  here  from  week  to  week  ; 
For  here  burns  bright  fair  wisdom's  light, 
To  guide  each  youthful  mind. 

[Closing  chorus,  by  the  whole  school.] 

Welcome,  oh  welcome  !  hand  in  hand, 
We  rise  once  more,  a  loving  band, 
Let  joy  and  gladness  thrill  each  frame — 
Hail !  hail  !  all  hail  our  Saviour's  name  ! 
We  bless  this  hour  !  may  seraphs  bright, 
Its  tidings  bear  to  realms  of  light, 
On  angel- wings  our  souls  shall  rise — 
Our  voices  echo  to  the  skies. 


200 


lyxnui  oollkotion;  175 

Wild-wood  Flo 


Young  Choir. 

1      "PLOWERS,  wild-wood  flowi 
Jl     In  a  shelter* d  dell  th 

1  hurried  along,  and  I  chanced  to 

This  small  star-flowei  with  its  golden  eye  ; 

Then  the  bright  daisy  peep'd  np  its  head  : 
Sweetly  this  purple  orchis  spread. 
I  gather' d  them  all  for  you. 

All  these  wild-wood  flowers  : 

Sweet  wild-wood  flowers. 

2  Flowers,  lovely  flowers. 

In  the  garden  we  may  see  ; 

For  there  is  the  rose  with  her  ruby  lip, 
And  pinks  that  honey-bees  love  to  sip — 
Tulips  that  splendid  colors  unfold — ■ 
Sunflowers  array' d  in  hues  of  gold. 
But  none  are  so  fair  to  me 

As  these  wild-wood  flowers  : 

Sweet  wild- wood  flowers. 


— ^-L*  Isaiah,  xxxiii.  6. 

1  T  ORD  !  not  to  some  few  favor' d  nooks, 
Ju     Is  learning  in  our  day  confined  ; 
Schools,  teachers,  education,  books, 

Are  free  to  each  inquiring  mind  ; 
Yea,  to  the  children  of  the  poor. 
Wide  open  stands  instruction's  door. 

2  The  mightiest  stores  of  ancient  thought — 

The  daily  streams  of  knowledge  now — 


176  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

All  that  the  Church,  the  world,  hath  taught, 

Is  now  unfolded  to  our  view  : 
Lord  !  for  thy  glory,  guide  and  "bless 
The  active  pen — the  wondrous  \ 

3  Thus  each,  in  this  fair  spot  of  earth, 

Whate'er  his  intellectual  span — 
Hail,  happy  age  !  thanks  Christian  birth  ! — 

May  be  a  soul-exalted  man  ; 
May  win  a  higher,  holier  aim. — 
A  Bible-student's  honor' d  name. 

4  Then,  while  our  thousands  crowd  the  brink 

Of  wisdom's  life-inspiring  flood, 
Lord  !  make  us  all  a  thirst  to  drink 

From  the  pure  fount  of  heavenly  good  ; 
That  triple  fount,  from  which  al 
Flow  gospel  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

London  S.  S.  T.  Magazine. 


l-Ol-.  Columbus  the  Gem  of  the  Ocean. 

1   pOLUMBIA,  the  gem  of  the  ocean, 
\J     The  home  of  the  brave  and  the  free, 
The  shrine  of  each  patriot's  devotioii, 

A  world  oners  homage  to  thee. 
Thy  mandates  make  heroes  assemble, 

"When  Liberty's  form  stands  in  view, 
Thy  banners  make  tyranny  tremble, 

When  borne  by  the  red,  white,  and  blue, 

When  borne  by  the  red.  white,  and  blue, 
Thy  banners  make  tyranny  tremble, 

When  borne  by  the  red,  white,  and  blue. 


1 77 

When  war  •  ition, 

And  threaten' d  our  land  to  deform, 

The  ark  then  of  i  foundation, 

Columbia  rode  safe  thr<  m  ; 

With  her  garlands  oi  victory  around  her. 
When  so  proudl]  her  brave  crew, 

With  her  flag  proudly  floating  before  her. 
The  boast  of  the  red.  white,  and  blue, 
The  I  red.  white,  and  blue. 

With  her  flag  proudly  float] 

The  boast  of  the  red,  white,  and  blue. 

Come  all  Columbia" s  sons  hither, 

To  join  in  our  song  with  delight  ; 
May  the  wreaths  they  have  won  never  wither. 

May  the  star  of  their  glory  shine  bright  : 
May  the  service  united  not  sever. 

But  they  to  their  colors  prove  true. 
The  army  and  navy  forever. 

Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white,  and  blue. 

Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white,  and  blue, 
The  army  and  navy  forever, 

Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white,  and  blue. 


20S 


O 

O.  Tlie  Try  Company. 

THERE  is  a  hopeful  Company 
We're  just  about  to  start. 
And  we  invite  you  all,  young  friends, 

To  join  us  hand  and  heart. 
So  come  and  add  your  name  at  once, 

Nor  wait  till  by-and-by, 
For  'tis  a  thing  worth  joining,  this — 
Our  Company,  "The  Try." 
12 


178  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  Some  Companies  there  are,  you  know, 

That  cost  a  deal  per  share, 
But  all  that  you  need  pay  for  one, 

Is— earnestness  and  prayer  ; 
And  some  end  so  disastrously, 

They  make  folks  very  cross, 
But  here  you  will  be  sure  to  gain, 

And  cannot  suffer  loss  ; 

3  And  some  there  are  that  only  crave 

The  learned  or  the  grand, 
And  others  that  alone  admit 

The  wealthiest  in  the  land  ; 
But  in  our  glorious  Company 

"We  dare  object  to  none  ; 
The  meanest,  dullest,  poorest,  worst — 

We've  room  for  every  one. 

4  Then  in  our  brave  "  Try"  Company, 

Your  every  power  invest, 
For  this,  whatever  others  may, 

You'll  find  will  pay  the  best  ; 
And  we  will  meet  another  year, 

If  God  our  lives  should  spare, 
And  we'll  promise  a  good  dividend, 

To  all  who  take  a  share. 


204. 


Rub  or  Rust, 


1  TDLER,  why  lie  down  to  die  ? 
JL     Better  rub  than  rust. 
Hark  !  the  lark  sings  in  the  sky — 

11  Die  when  die  thou  must ! 
Day  is  waking,  leaves  are  shaking, 
Better  rub  than  rust." 


LB1    AVEN  MON.  I7i 

2  In  the  grave  th<  igk— 

Better  rub  tfa 
Death,  perhaps,  is  hunger-proof", 

when  die  thou  m 
Men  are  mow;:   >  blowing, 

Better  rub  than  rust." 

o  He  who  will  not  work  shall  want  : 
Naught  for  naught  is  just — 

n't  do.  7?ui3t  do.  when  he  cant; 
"Better  rub  than  i  . 
Bees  are  flying,  sloth  in  dying. 

Better  rub  than  rust.'*  Elliott. 


205. 


r  our  Notice  Land. 

School  Vocalist,  354. 

1  C\  OD'S  blessing  be  upon 

\J     Our  own.  our  native  land  ! 

Tiie  land  our  fathers 

By  the  strong  heart  and  hand, 
The  keen  axe  and  the  brand  ; 

"When  they  fell'd  the  forest's  pride 
And  the  tyrant  lot  d 
The  free,  the  rich,  the  wide  : 

God  for  our  native  land  ! 

2  To  none  upon  a  throne. 

But  God.  we  bow  tne  knee  ; 
Xo  noble  name  we  own 

But  noble  liberty  ! 
Ours  is  a  brother-band  ; 

For  the  spirit  of  our  e 

Rich  pati :  ..res, 

.     And  the  strong  faith  inspires  : 
God  for  our  native  land ! 


180  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  Up  with  the  starry  sign. 

The  red  stripes  and  the  white, 

Where'er  its  glories  shine, 
In  peace  or  in  the  fight. 

We  own  its  high  command ; 
For  the  flag  our  fathers  gave, 
O'er  our  children's  heads  shall  wave, 
And  their  children's  children's  grave  ; 

God  for  our  native  land  ! 

4  America,  to  thee, 

In  one  united  vow, 
To  keep  thee  strong  and  free, 

And  glorious  as  now — 
We  pledge  each  heart  and  hand  ! 
By  the  blood  our  fathers  shed — 
By  the  ashes  of  the  dead— 
By  the  sacred  soil  we  tread — 
God  for  our  native  land  ! 

Geo.  W.  Bkthunb,  D.D. 


206. 


Railroad  Song. 
Conductor. 


PAY  your  fare,  my  little  maid, 
We  cannot  long  delay, 
I  must  rush  the  lightning  train 

A  thousand  miles  to-day  ! 
Ring  the  hell,  blow  the  whistle, 

Shrilly,  clear,  and  strong. 
Blow  the  whistle,  ring  the  bell, 
Rush  the  train  along. 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION".  181 

Chorus  of  Passengers. 

Ring  the  bell,  blow  the  whistle, 

Do  not  thus  delay. 
You  must  rush  the  lightning  train 

A  thousand  miles  to-day  ! 

Fiorella. 

I  cannot  pay,  I  wish  I  could, 

I've  left  my  purse  at  home, 
For  I  have  come  from  fairy  land, 

Around  the  world  to  roam. 

Conductor. 

You  cannot  go,  my  pretty  maid, 

To  carry  you  were  wrong, 
Blow  the  whistle,  ring  the  bell, 

Rush  the  train  along. 

Chorus  of  Passengers. — Ring  the  bell,  &c. 

Old  Gentleman. 

Pray  don't  refuse  the  little  maid, 

I'll  pay  her  fare  with  pleasure. 
Jump  on,  my  dear,  and  when  you're  there, 

Repay  me  at  your  leisure. 
Now  ring  the  bell  and  blow  the  whistle, 

Shrilly,  clear,  and  strong  ; 
Blow  the  whistle,  ring  the  bell, 

Rush  the  train  along. 

Choms  of  Passengers. — Ring  the  bell,  &c. 


182  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 


207 


Make  your  Mark  ! 

Waters'  Anniverscry  Book,  49. 

N  the  quarries  should  you  toil, 

Make  your  mark,  make  your  mark  ; 
Do  you  delve  upon  the  soil  ? 

Make  your  mark,  make  your  mark. 
In  whatever  path  you  go, 

In  whatever  place  you  stand, 
Moving  swift  or  moving  slow, 

With  the  heart  or  with  the  hand, 
Make  your  mark,  make  your  mark. 
We  will  make  our  mark, 
We  will  make  our  mark, 
We  will  make,  we  will  make  our  mark. 

Life  is  fleeting  as  a  shade, 

Make  your  mark,  make  your  mark  ; 
Marks  of  some  kind  must  be  made, 

Make  your  mark,  make  your  mark. 
Make  it  while  the  arm  is  strong, 

In  the  golden  hours  of  youth  ; 
Never,  never,  make  it  wrong, 

Make  it  with  the  stamp  of  truth. 
Make  your  mark,  make  your  ma,rk. 

Words  by  a  California  Farmer. 


208 

■s 


Brothers,  will  you  meet  us?        P  M 

Lee  Avenue  S.  S.  Casket,  vol.  i.  158. 

AY,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ? 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you 
Where  parting  is  no  more. 


LEE    ATEN1  nON.  ISO 

2  Jesus  lives  and  reigi  i 
On  Canaan's  h  ippy  sh 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

Forever,  evermore. 


209. 


Close  of  WorsJiijy.  L.  M. 


1  ITrHILE  pilgrims.  Lord,  we  yet  remain, 

T  *     To  part,  and  meet,  and  part  again, 
Let  prayer  and  praise  our  lives  en 
Thy  presence  still  our  highest  ' 
And  when  our  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
Oh,  may  we  meet  to  part  no  ni 

2  Present  salvation  let  us  prove. 

In  God  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
In  God  the  Son's  redeeming  grace, 
In  God  the  Spirit's  heaven! 

Then,  when  our  pilgrimage  is  o'er. 

We  all  shall  meet  to  part  no  more, 


210 


On  our  journey  I  P.  M. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  59. 

1  TN  this  world  of  grief  and  pain, 

JL  Oft  we  meet  to  part  again. 
But  when  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
"We'll  meet  to  part  no  more. 
Then  let  us  onward  move 
To  that  bright  world  above  ; 

Sing  !  oh,  sing  joyfully  ! 
We're  on  our  journey  home. 


184  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  In  this  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
Oft  with  tears  our  eyes  o'erflow, 

But  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
In  heaven  we'll  weep  no  more. 

3  Here,  with  sin-beclouded  sight, 
Oft  we  wander  from  the  right ; 

In  heaven,  God's  smile  our  light  shall  be 
To  all  eternity. 


211. 


Closing  Hymn.  8s  &  Ts. 

1  Y\TE  must  close  this  happy  meeting, 

T !       From  each  other  now  depart ; 
But  the  body  now  retreating, 
-  Cannot  bear  away  the  heart ! 

2  We  are  all  as  one  in  pleasure, 

One  to  share  and  soothe  in  grief, 
One  our  hope  of  heavenly  treasure, 
And  this  parting  will  be  brief. 

3  Soon  we'll  have  another  meeting, 

Nevermore  again  to  part  ; 
Then  no  fear  that  time  is  fleeting 
Will  disturb  or  grieve  the  heart. 

4  In  one  song  our  voices  blending, 

"So  farewell  will  lend  discord  ; 
For  our  joy  will  be  unending, 
We  forever  with  the  Lord. 

Rev.  H.  L.  Dinsmore, 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  185 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 


Psalm  121. 


'I 


WILL  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills,  from 
whence  |  cometh**my     help. 

My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord,  whi< 

— ■     heaven  and  |  earth. 

2  He  will  not  sutler  thy  foot  to  be  moved  ;  he  that 
keepeth  thee  |  will  not  |  slum! 
Behold,  he  that  keepeth  Israel  |  shall  not  | 

slumber  ••  nor  j  sleep. 

8  The  Lord  is  thy  keeper  ;  the  Lord  is  thy  shade 
upon  thy  j  right —  |  hand. 
The  sun  shall  not  smite   thee   by  day, 
the  |  moon  by  |  night. 

4  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil  :   lie 
shall  pre-  |  serve  thy  |  soul. 
The  Lord  shall  preserve   thy  -  and 

thy  coming  in.  from  this  time  forth,  I 
even*  'for  I  eve:--  I  more.     Amen. 


'B 


l\alm  103. 

Dulcimer,  300. 

LESS  the  Lord,  |  0  my  |  soul, 
And  all  that  is  within  me  |  bless  his  I  holy 


186  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

2  Bless  the  Lord,  |  0  my  |  soul, 

And  for-  i  get  not  |  all  his  |  benefits. 

'6  Who  forgiveth  |  all*  -thine  in-  |  iquities, 
Who  |  healeth  |  all'   thy  dis-  |  eases ; 

4  Who  redeemeth  thy  [  life*  'from  de-  |  struction ; 

Who  crowneth  thee  with  loving  j  kindness*  • 
and  |  tender  |  mercies  ; 

5  Who  satisneth  thy  |  mouth' 'with  good  ]  things, 

So  that  thy  |  youth' *is  re-  |  newed*  'like  the 
|  eagle's. 

6  The  Lord  executeth  [  righteousness*  "and  |  judg- 

ment 
For  |  all  that  |  are  op-  |  pressed. 

7  He  made  known  his  |  ways'  'unto  |  Moses, 

His  acts  |  unto  ■  ■  the  |  children  *  *  of  |  Israel. 
Amen. 


3  Psalm  84. 

.  Duloimer,  296. 

1  TTOW  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles,  0  |  Lord  of 
XI         |  hosts  ; 

My  soul  longeth.  yea.  even  fainteth  for  the 
courts  of  the  Lord  ;  my  heart  and  my 
flesh  crieth  [  out*  -for  the  j  living  |  God. 

2  Blessed  are  they  that  |  dwell  •  ■  in  thy  j  house  ; 

They  will  be  |  still —  |  praising  j  thee. 

3  They  go  from  |  strength  to  |  strength ; 

Every  one  of  them  in  Zion  ap-  |  peareth  be-  | 
fore —  |  God. 

4  0  Lord  God  of  hosts,  hear  our  prayer  ;  give  ear, 

0  |  God  of  |  Jacob  ; 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  187 

Behold,  0  Lord,  our  shield,   and   look   upon 
the  |  face  of  |  thine  an-     ointed 

5  For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  |  hetter  ■  ■  than  a 

thousand  ; 
I  had  rather  be  a  door-keeper  in  the  house  of 
my  God,  than    to  |  dwell* 'in  the  |  tents 
of  |  wickedness. 

6  For  the  Lord  is  a  sun  and  a  shield  ;  the  Lord 

will  give  |  grace  and     glory  : 
No  good  thing  will  he  withhold  from  |  them 
that  i  walk  up-  |  rightly.     Amen. 


Psalm  23. 


Dulcimer,  296. 


1  HPHE   Lord   is   my   shepherd  :     I  j  shall    not  | 
JL         want ; 

He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures  ; 
he   leadeth   me   be-  j  side    the  ;  still —  | 
waters. 

2  He  restoreth  my  soul ;    he  leadeth  me  in  the 

paths  of  righteousness  for  his  1  name's — 
|  sake  ; 
Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 
shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil  ;  for 
thou  art  with  me  ;  thy  [  rod*  *and  tin- 
staff  they  |  comfort  me. 

3  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me,  in  the  |  pres- 

ence*  of  mine  |  enemies  : 
Thou  anointest  my  head  with  oil ;  |  my  cup  | 
runneth  I  over. 


188  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

4  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all 
the  |  days-  "of  my  |  life  ; 
And  I  shall  dwell  in  the  |  house*  *of  the  j  Lord 
for  I  ever.     Amen. 


■o 


Psalm  8. 

Primary  School  Vocalist,  173. 

LORD,  our  God,  how  excellent  is  thy  name 
in  |  all  the  |  earth  : 
Who    hast     set   thy  |  glory  •  •  a-  |  bove  the  | 
heavens. 

12  When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the  |  work  of'  * 
thy  |  fingers  ; 
The  moon  and  |  stars  which  |  thou*  'hast  or- 
|  dained, 

3  What  is  man  that  thou  art  |  mindful'  'of  |  him  : 

And  the  son  of  |  man*  'that  thou  |  visitest 
him . 

4  For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  |  lower'   than 

the  |  angels  ; 
And    hast  crowned  |  him  with  |  glory  -and  I 
honor. 

5  Thou  madest  him  to  have  dominion  over  the  \ 

works  of1  -  thy  !  hands  ; 
Thou  hast  put  |  all  things  |  under*  *his  |  feet. 

6  0  Lord,  our  God,   how  excellent  is  thy  name 

in  |  all  the  |  earth  : 
Who    hast   set    thy  |  glory* a-  [  bove    the  | 
heavens.     Amen. 


LEE   .'.  riON.  189 

(3#  Psalm  86. 

,'.,  1:*. 

1  l)OW  down  thine  ear,  O  |  Lord,  and  |  hear  me  : 
JL>    Fur  |  I  am  |  po 

2  For  thou,  Lord,  art  good,  and  j  ready  'to  for-  | 

give  ; 
And     plenteous    in    mercy    unto     all- 'them 
that  |  call  •  •  upon  |  thee. 

3  Teach  me  thy  way.   0   Lord:  I  will  j  walk"   in 

thy  '  truth  : 
Unite  my  j  heart  to  |  fear  thy  j  name. 

4  I  will  praise  thee,  0  Lord  my  God,  with  |  all 

my  I  heart  : 
And   I  will  glorify  thy  |  name  for- 
more.     Amen. 


7. 
'6' 


Psalm  67. 

Prim: :  -.:,  179. 

OD  be  merciful  unto  ■  us.  and 
And  show  us  the  light  of  his  countenance. 
and  be  j  merci-ful  j  unto  i  us. 

2  That  thy  way  be  [  known  up-on  |  earth  ; 

Thy  saving  ]  health  a-  .  mong  all  |  nations. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  0  \  God  ; 

Yea.  let  |  all  the  |  people  |  praise  thee. 

4  0  let  the  nations  re-  |  joicc  -and  be  j  glad  ; 

For  thou  shalt  govern  the  folk  righteously. 
and  govern  the  |  na-  •  •  tions  up-  |  on —  | 
earth. 


190  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

5  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  0  \  God  ; 
Yea,  let  |  all  the  |  people  j  praise  thee. 

0  Then  shall  the  earth  bring  |  forth  her  |  increase  ; 
And  God,  even  our  own  |  God,  shall  |  give  us 
'  "his  |  blessing. 

7  God  shall  |  bless —  |  us  ; 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  |  world  shall  |  fear —  | 
him. 


Q  There  is  a  river. 

Mason's  Book  of  Chant*. 

1  T^HERE'is  a  river  of  immortal  peace. 

X   Clear  springing  from  the  high  e-  |  ternal  | 

throne, 
Which  flows  in  blissful  streams  through  |  all  the 

|  groves 
Of  |  paradise  ; 

2  from  this  eternal  spring 
Some  little  rivulets  descend,  to  cheer 
The  |  city  •  of  our  |  God, — 

the  sacred  place 
Of  |  his  a-  |  bode  on  |  earth  ; 

3  though  all  around 
Be  |  discord*  *and  com-  |  motion, — 

she  shall  dwell 
Unmoved,  serene,  and  |  safe,  for  |  God  is  |  there  : 

4  His  arm  omnipotent  is  j  ever  ]  near, 

Her  present  I  help,  her  |  all-suf-  -ficient  |  guard 

6  The  Lord  of  |  hosts  is  |  with  us  ; 

Israel's  God 
Is  our  defence,  our  |  ever-  |  lasting  |  refuge. 


LEE    A.  VENUE    COLLECTION.  191 

Q  Matthew,  xi.  28. 

*     '  Sabbath  School,  52. 

1  /"tOME  unto  me  all  ye    that  labor  and  are  | 
\j         heavy  |  laden, 

And  |  I  «  you  |  rest. 

2  Take  my  yoke  upo:;  learn  of  j  me, 

Fur  1   am  meek  and   lowly  in  heart,   and  ye 
shall  find  |  rest  un-  |  to  your     souls.  > 

3  For  my  yoke  is  easy,  and  my  j  burden1    i>     light) 

For  my  voke  is  |  easy  'and  my  |  burd 
light. 


10. 


If  I  ic ere  a  to  ice. 


1  TF  I  were  a  voice,  a  persuasive  voice, 

JL    That  could  travel  the  j  wide  world  |  through, 
I  would  fly  on  the  beams  of  the  morning  light, 
And  speak  to  men  with  a  gentle  might, 
And  j  tell  them  |  to  be  |  true. 

2  I  would  fly,  I  would  fly  over  land  and  sea, 
Wherever  a  human  j  heart  might  |  be, 
Telling  a  tale  or  singing  a  - 

In    praise   of    the  |  right,  in  |  blame  •  *  of    the  | 
wrong. 

3  If  I  were  a  voice,  a  consoling  voice, 

I'd  fly  on  the     wings'  'of  the  ]  air  : 
The  homes  of  sorrow  and  guilt  I'd  seek, 
And  calm  and  truthful  w  ak, 

To  |  save  them  |  from  de-  |  spair. 

4  I  would  fly,  I  would  fly  o'er  the  crowded  town, 
And  drop,  like  the  happy  |  sunlight  |  down, 


192  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Into  the  hearts  of  suffering  men, 

And  teach  them  |  to  look  |  up  a-  j  gain. 

5  If  I  were  a  voice,  an  immortal  voice, 

I  would  fly  the  |  earth  a-  |  round  ; 
And  wherever  man  unto  error  bow'd, 
I'd  publish  in  notes  both  long  and  loud, 

The  |  Truth's  most  |  joyful  |  sound. 

6  I  would  fly,  I  would  fly  on  the  wings  of  day, 
Proclaiming  peace  on  my  |  world-wide  |  way, 
Bidding  the  sadden 'd  ones  rejoice — 

If  I  were  a  I  voice,  *  "an  im-  j  mortal  I  voice. 


ii 


Psalm  51. 

Sabbath  School,  53. 

AYE   mercy  upon  me,  0  God,  according   to 

thy  |  loving  -|  kindness  ; 
According  to  the  multitude  of  thy  tender  mer- 
cies. |  blot  out  |  my  trans-  |  gressions. 

"Wash  me  thoroughly  from  my  iniquity,  and  j 
cleanse  me'  -from  my  j  sin  ; 
For   I   acknowledge   my   transgression ;    and 
my  |  sin  is  |  ever*  "be-  !  fore  me. 

Against  thee,  thee  only  have  I  sinned,  and  done 
this  evil  in  [  thy —  |  sight  ; 
That    thou   may  est   be    justified   when   thou 
speakest,  and  be  |  clear  when  |  thou —  | 
judgest. 

Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  0  God,  and  renew  a 
right  |  spirit-  -with-  |  in  me. 
Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence,  and  take 
not  thy  |  Holy  |  Spirit  |  from  me. 


LEE  193 

5  Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  thy  sa, 
uphold  me  with  |  ti. 
Then  will  I  t- 

sinners  shall  be  con-  |  verted  |  m 


12. 


me. 

1  Yl^ITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  aro 

T  T       Life  seems  a  da1  :  my  |  sea  ; 

gloom  I  hea 
A  heavenly  |  whisper,  |  "Come  to  |  me." 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest — 

It  tells  me  where  my  |  soul  may  |  flee : 
Oh  !  to  the  we 

How  sweet  the  |  bidding.  |  "Come  to  |  me.M 

3  When  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  en-  |  joy.  and  |  see  ; 
When  a  faint  chill 

rs,  |  ••  Come  to  |  d 

.e.  for  all  else  must  fail  and 
Earth  is  no  resting-  |  place  for  |  thee, 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  > 

I  am  thy  |  portion.  |  ''Come  to  |  me." 

5  0  voice  of  merc\  love  ! 

In  conflict.  :  ago-  |  ny, 

Support  me,  cheer  me  fi 

And  gentlv  |  whisper,  I  "Come  to  j  me." 

n 


194  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION". 


13. 


Psalm  07. 


tOD  be  merciful  unto  |  ns,  and  |  bless  us  ; 
_T     And  cause  his  |  face  to  |  shine  upon  us. 

2  That  thy  way  may  be  |  known  up-on  |  earth. 

Thy  saving  |  health  a-  |  mong  all  |  nations. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  0  |  God  ; 

Let  |  all  the  |  people  |  praise  thee. 

4  0  let  the  nations  be  glad  and  |  sing  for  |  joy  : 

For  thou  shalt  judge  the  people  righteously. 
and  govern  the  |  nations  j  upon  |  earth. 

5  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee.  0  |  i 

Let  |  all  the  |  people  |  praise  thee. 

6  Then  shall  the  earth  |  yield  her  |  increase  ; 

And  God,  even  |  our  own  |  God,  shall  |  bless 
us. 

7  God  |  shall—  |  bless  us  ; 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  |  earth  shall  |  fear —  ' 
him. 


14:.  Psalm  95. 

1  A  COME,  let  us  sing  mi-  |  to  the  |  Lord  : 

\J    Let  us  make  a  joyful  noise  to  the  |  Rock  of 
|  our  sal-  |  vation. 

2  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  |  with  thanks-  | 

giving. 
And  make  a  joyful  noise  |  unto  |  him  with  | 
psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great —  |  God, 

And  a  great  |  King  a-  |  hove  all  |  gods. 


CTH    OOLLBOIKHT.  t9fl 

4  In  his  hand  are  the  s  |  of  the  |  earth  : 
.The  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  |  his —  |  also. 

5  The  sea  is  his.  |  and  he  |  mud.-  it  : 

And  his  hands  |  formed  |  the  dry  |  la 

6  0  come,  let  us  worship  and  I  how —  |  down  : 

Let  us  kneed  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord  our  |  M 

7  For  he  |  is  our  |  God  ; 

And  we  are  the  people  of  hifl  pasture,  and  the 
|  sheep  of  |  his —  |  hand. 

8  To-day  if  ye  will  hear  hifl  voice,  harden  |  not 

your  |  heart. 
As  in  the  provocation,  and  as  in  the  day  of 
temp-  |  tation  |  in  the  |  wilderne 

9  When  your  father-  |  tempted  | 

Proved  |  me,  and  |  saw  my  |  work. 

10  Forty  years  long  was  I  grieved   with  |  this-- 

gener-  |  at  ion. 
And  said.  It  is  a  people  that  do  err  in  their 
heart,  and  they  |  have  not  |  known  my  | 

ways  : 

11  Unto  whom  I  sware  |  in  my  |  wrath 
That  they  should  not  |  enter  |  into-   my  |  rest. 


If).  Ptolm  136. 

1  AH.  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  |  he  is  | 
l  '        good  : 

For  his  |  mercy  -en-  |  dureth'  "for-  |  ever. 

2  Oh.  give  thanks  unto 

For  his  |  mercy'  *en-  |  dureth'  'for-  |  ever. 


196  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3.  Ob,  give  thanks  to  the  |  Lord  of  |  lords  : 
For  his  |  mercy  -en-  |  duretlr  'for-  |  ever. 

4  To  him  who  alone  |  doetlr  -great  |  wonders  : 

For  his  |  mercy  *en-  |  duretlr  -for-  |  ever. 

5  To  him  that  by  wisdom  |  made  tbe  |  heavens  : 

For  his  |  mercy  -en-  |  duretlr  'for-  |  ever. 

6  To  him  that  stretched  out  the  earth  a-  |  bove 

the  |  waters  : 
For  his  |  mercy  *en-  |  duretlr   for-  |  ever. 

7  To  him  that  |  made  great  |  lights  : 

For  his  |  mercy  'en-  |  duretlr  -for-  |  ever. 

8  The  sun  to  |  rule  by  |  day  : 

For  his  |  mercy  *en-  |  duretlr  'for-  |  ever. 

9  The  moon  and  stars  to  |  rule  by  |  night  : 

For  his  |  mercy  -en-  |  duretlr  -for-  |  ever. 

10  Who  remembered  us  in  our  |  low  es-  |  tate  : 

For  his  |  mercy  *  ■  en-  |  dureth  ■  ■  for-  |  ever. 

11  And  hath  redeemed  us  |  from  our  |  enemies  : 

For  his  |  mercy  -en-  |  dureth*  -for-  |  ever. 

12  Who  giveth  food  to  |  all—  |  flesh  : 

For  his  |  mercy  *en-  |  dureth-  -for-  |  ever. 

13  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  |  God  of  |  heaven  ; 

For  his  |  mercy  #en-  |  dureth-  -for-  |  ever. 


16. 

1  TT°W 

11   Ar 


Isaiah,  lii.  7-9. 

beautiful  up-  |  on  the  |  mountains 
e  the  feet  of  him  that  bringeth  good  |  ti- 
dings, ■  that  |  publish-eth  |  peace; 


LRK    '  ELECTION. 

'2  That  bringeth  goo  I  tiding 

lisheth  |  sal —  |  vation  ; 

That  saith  unto  |  Zion,  •  Thv  |  God—  |  n 
eth! 

o  Thy  watchmen  shall  lift  |  op  th< 

With  the  voice  r  |  shall  they  |  sing  ; 

4  For  they  shall  see  |  eye  to  |  eye, 

When  the  Lord  shall  |  bring  a-  |  gain —  |  /'.' 

5  Break  |  forth-  -into  |  Joy, 

Sing  together,  ye  waste  places  |  of  Je-  |  i 
|  lem  : 

6  For  the  Lord  hath  |  comforted  ■  ■  his  |  people, 

He  hath  re-  |  deemed-   Je-  |  rasa-  |  I 

7  The  Lord  hath  made  bare  his  holy  arm  in  the 

of  |  all  the  |  nation-  ; 
And  all  the  ends  oi  the  earth  shall  see  the 
sal-  |  vation  |  of  our  |  God. 


Te  Deum  Laudamus. 


17. 

1  WE  praise  |  thee.  0  |  God; 

t  T    We  acknowledge  |  thee  to  |  be  the  |  i 

2  All  the  earth  doth  j  worship  |  tl 

The  |  Father  |  ever-  |  lasting. 

3  To  thee  all  angels  |  cry  a-  |  loud, 

The  heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  powers  there-  |  in. 

4  To  thee  |  cherubim.-   and  |  seraphim, 

Con-  |  tinu-al-  |  ly  do  |  cry, 

5  Holy,    |  holy,  |  hoi  v. 

Lord  |  God  of  |  Saba-  |  oth  ; 


198  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

6  Heaven  and  |  earth  are  |  full 

Of  the  |  majes-ty  |  of  thy  |  glory. 

7  The  glorious  company  of  the  apostles  |  praise — 

|  thee. 
The   goodly  fellowship    of    the  |  prophets  j 
praise —  |  thee. 

8  The  noble  army  of  martyrs  |  praise —  |  thee. 

The  holy  church  throughout  all  the  world  ] 
doth  ac-  |  knowledge  |  thee, 

9  The  Father,  of  an  |  infi-nite  |  majesty  ; 

Thine  adorable,  |  true,  and  |  only  |  Son  ; 

10  Also  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost, 

The  |  Com |  fort |  er. 

11  Thou  art  the  King  of  |  glory,  0  |  Christ, 

Thou  art  the  everlasting  I  Son* -of  the  |  Fa- 
—  |  ther. 

12  When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  de-  |  liver  | 

man. 
Thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  |  born —  | 
of  a  |  virgin. 

13  When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  |  sharpness'   ol 

|  death, 

Thou  didst  open  the  kingdom  of  |  heaven  to 
|  all  be-  |  lievers. 

14  Thou  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  God,  in  the 

glory  |  of  the  |  Father. 
We  believe  that  thou  shalt  |  come  to  |  be  oui 
|  judge. 

15  We  therefore  pray  thee.  |  help  thy  |  servants. 

Whom  thou  hast  redeemed  |  with  thy  |  pre- 
cious |  blood. 


!  r  KCTION.  1  00 

ike  them  t  red  I  with  thy  |  B 

In  |  glory  |  ever-  |  lasl 

17  O   Lord,  thine  | 

heriti 
rn  them  and  |  lift  them  |  ap  for  I 

18  Day  by  day  we  |  niagni-fy  |  : 

And  we  worship  thy  name  ever,  | 

out- -  I  I 

19  V<  g  this  day  |  with* 

out  |  sin  : 

d.  have  mercy  upon  us,  have  |  I 
up-  |  on—  |  us. 

20  0  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  be  up-  | 

As  om  I  ti  iisi      |  is  in  |  t] 

21  0  Lord,  in  thee  |  have  I  |  trusted  ; 

Let  me  |  never  |  be  con-  |  founded. 


18. 


Gloria  Patri. 


1  pLORY  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son, 
VJ    And  |  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 

2  As  it  was  in  tiie  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever* 

shall  |  be, 

"World  I  without  |  end.     A-  I  men. 


19.       The  Lord'*  Prayer.— Matt  vi.  9-18. 


'0 


UR  Father  who  |  art  in  |  heaven, 
Hallowed  |  be —  |  thy —  |  name  ; 


200  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION". 

2  Thy  |  kingdom  |  come. 

Thy  will  be  done  in  earth  |  as  it  |  is  in  |  hear 
en. 

3  Give  us  this  day  our  |  daily  |  bread  ; 

.    And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  |  we  for-  |  give 
our  |  debtors  : 

4  And  lead  us  not  |  into-  'temp-  |  tation, 

But  de-  |  liv-er  |  us  from  |  evil  ; 

5  For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  |  power,  and 

the  |  glory, 
For-  |  ever.  |  A |  men. 


20. 


I  will  arise. 


1  T  WILL  arise  and  go  unto  my  father,  and  will 
X  |  say  -unto  |  him, 

2  Father.  I  have  sinned  against  heaven  and  be-  | 

fore —  |  thee, 

3  And  am  no  more  worthy  to  be  called  |  thy—  | 

son.     Amen. 


Qi         From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit. 

Dulcimer,  300. 

1  T7ROM  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit,  our  hum- 
Jl         ble  prayer  ascends,  0  |  Father.  |  hear  it ; 

Borne  on  the  trembling  mugs  of  fear  and  | 
meekness  ;•  -for-  |  give  its  |  weakness. 

2  We  know — we  feel,  how  mean,  and  how  unwor- 

thy the  lowly  sacrifice  we  |  pour  be-  |  fore 
thee  ; 


LEE    AYI..\  nON.  201 

What  can  we  offer  I  holy  ! 

•  'but  '  sin  and  I  folly  ? 

2  We  see  thy  hand—  i- 

I  e     it     <:  ad  it 

|  courts 
And  then  we  I 

it     blindne 

4  Whf>  caii 

Oh,  who  can  1.  tercy, 

•  "and  |  never  |  love  tl 

5  Kind  Benefactor  !  plant  within  this  bosom  the  | 

Is  of    holin 
And  let  them  blossom  in  fragrance,  and  in 
beauty  bright  and     vernal,*  "and  j  spring 
j&-  |  ternal. 

6  Tlien  place  them  in  those  everlasting  gardens 

where  angels  walk,  and     seraphs'  'are  the 
|  ward 

Wheie    every   flower,    brought   safe    through 
death's  dark  |  portal,- -be-  |  comes  ira-  | 
mortal.     Amen. 


QO.  For  the  Poor. 

^  *-**  Dulcimer,  206. 

1  "DLESSEDishethatcon-  |  sidereth  'the  |  poor; 
D    The  Lord  will  de-  |  liver-  'him  in  j  time  of 

|  trouble. 

2  The  Lord  will  preserve  him,  and  |  keep*  'him  a- 

|  live  : 
And  he  shall  be  |  blessed'  up-  |  on  the  ]  earth. 


202  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

3  The  Lord  will  strengthen  him  upon  the  |  "bed  of 
|  languishing  ; 
Thpu  wilt  make  |  all  his  |  bed'  'in  his  |  sick- 
ness.    Amen. 


0  O  If  a  man  die, 

Plymouth  Collection,  356. 

1  TF  a  man  die,  shall  he  |  live  a-  |  gain  ? 

A  All  the  days  of  my  appointed  |  time  will  I  | 

wait 
Till  |  my  change  |  come. 

2  For  there  is  hope  of  a  tree,  if  it  |  be  cut  |  down, 
That  it  will  |  sprout  a-  |  gain, 

And  that  the  tender  branch  thereof  |  will  not  | 
cease. 

3  Though  the  root  thereof  wax  |  old  in  the  |  earth, 
Yet  through  the  scent  of  |  water  it  will  |  bud, 
And  bring  forth  |  boughs  like  a  |  plant. 

4  But  man  dieth  and  |  wasteth  a-  |  way  ; 
Yea,  man  giveth  |  up  the  |  ghost, 
And  |  where  is  |  he  ? 

5  As  the  waters  |  fall  from  the  |  sea, 
So  man  lieth  down,  and  |  riseth  |  not 
Till  the  |  heavens  be  no  |  more. 

6  Oh,  that  thou  wouldst  |  hide  me  in  the  |  grave, 
That  thou  wouldst  keep  me  in  secret,  till  thy  | 

wrath  be  |  past, 
That  thou  wouldst  appoint  me  a  set  time,  and 

re-  |  member  j  me. 

t  For  I  know  that  my  Re-  |  deemer  |  liveth, 
And  that  he  shall  stand  in  the  latter  day  up-  j 
on  the  |  earth, 


LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION.  203 

And  though  worms  d<  a  my 

flesh  shall  I  I  see—  ,  God. 


24 

l0 


JBuri 

Dulcimer,  300. 

UR  days  on  earth  are  as  a  shadow,  and  there 

is  |  none  a-  |  biding  ; 
We  are  but  of  yesterday,  there  is  but  a  j  step 

•   between     us  and  |  death. 

2  Man's  days  are  as  grass  ;  as  a  flower  of  th 

|  so  he  !  flourisheth  ; 
He  appeareth  for  a  little  time,  and  then  [  van- 
ish- |  eth  a-  |  way. 

3  "Watch,  for  ye  know  not  what  hour  your  |  Lord 

doth  j  come  : 
Be  ye  also  ready,  for  in  such  an  hour  .. 
think  not,  the  j  Son  of  |  man —  |  com 

4  It  is  the  Lord  ;  let  him  do  what  j  seemeth.  .him 

!  good  : 
The   Lord   gave,    and    the    Lord    hath    taken 
away,    and    blessed    be    the  j  name —  j  of 
the  J  Lord.     Amen. 


O^  So/  wer, 

1  DO    fades    the   lovely,    blooming    flower,    frail, 
0         smiling  - 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly,  and  pleas- 
■  nly     blooms  to  j  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  healing  art,  t^  soothe  the 

anguish  j  of  the  ,  heart? 


204  LEE    AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

Spirit  of  grace j  be  ever  nigh  :  thy  comforts  | 
are  not  |  made  to  |  die. 

3  Let   gentle   patience  smile  on  pain,   till   dying 
hope  re-  |  vives  a  |  gain  ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye,   and 
faith        points  |  upward  |  to        tlie  j  sky. 
Amen. 


tyf\         Deathless  spirit,  novo  a/ri 

^  ^  •  Dulcimer,  300. 

1  T\EATHLESS  spirit,  now  arise  ;  soar,  thou  na- 
U        tive  |  of  the  |  skies  ; 

Pearl  of  price  by  Jesus  bought,  to  his  |  glori- 
ous J  likeness  |  wrought. 

2  Go  to  shine  before  the  throne  ;  deck  the  Medi- 

|  a  tor's  |  crown  ; 
Go,  his  triumphs  to  adorn ;  made  for  |  God,  to 
I  God  re-  I  turn.     Amen. 


27. 


Burial  Service. 


1  T)LESSED  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the  |  Lord 
J)        from  |  henceforth  : 

Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that  they  may  rest  from 
their  labors,  |  and  their  |  works  do  |  fol- 
low them. 

2  Blessed  and  holy  is  he  that  hath  part  in  the  first 

resurrection  ;   on  such  the  second  death  | 
hath  no  j  power; 
But  they  shall  be  priests  of  God,  and  of  Christ, 
and  shall  reign  with  |  him  a  |  thousand  I 
years. 


LEE    AVKNTE    COLLECTION. 

8  Unto  him  that  loved  us.  and  washed  us  from  our 
sins  in  Ins  own  blood,  an  1  hath  ma 
kings  and  pri<  - 
ther  : 

To  him  be  glory  and  do-     minion 
•  "and  ;  ever. 

4  Blessed  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the     Lord  from 
ice  forth  : 
Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that  they  may  rest 

their  labors.  ;  and  their  |  works  do     fol- 
low them.     Amen. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


The  figures  refer  to  pages. 

Page 

A  grain  of  corn  an  infant's  hand 62 

A  Tittle  longer  here  below 115 

All  honor  to  our  Sunday-School 100 

Arise,  my  soul,  to  Pisgah's  height 121 

As  o'er  his  furrow'd  fields  which  lie 156 

At  Sunday-School  you're  sure  to  find , 20 

A  welcome,  brothers,  from  each  heart 16€ 

Beautiful  Zion  built  above 151 

Behold !  behold !  the  Lamb  of  God 18 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  who  see 76 

Book  of  grace  and  book  of  glory 89 

Breast  the  wave,  Christian,\vhen  it  is  strongest 109 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 88 

Chide  mildly  the  erring 107 

Children,  hark,  the  Saviour's  speaking 65 

Children  of  Zion  !  what  harp  notes  are  stealing 77 

Columbia,  the  gem  of  the  ocean 7 176 

Come  all  who  would  to  glory  go 49 

Come,  friends  and  brethren,  ere  we  part ...  161 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue 125 

Come,  litt'e  soldiers,  join  in  our  band 51 

Come,  my  brethren,  let  us  try 81 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad 5 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus 75 

Come  with  us  to-day,  oh,  come 23 

Cc  me,  ye  converts,  come  and  welcome 47 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness 91 

Days  and  weeks  and  months  returning 95 

Dear  Jesus !  ever  at  my  side 14 

Depth  of  mercy  can  there  be 43 

Do  not  I  love  thee.  O  my  Lord 23 

Dust  receive  thy  kindred 13? 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand lu 

Every  day  hath  toil  and  trouble 10> 


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hading,  M  the  last  beam  is  shini    g 

Farewell,  deer  friends,  I  may  not  stay 

Farewell,  my  dear  brethren. 

Bather,  1  know  that  ■  



Forever  w;th  the  Lord 

For  \vh  •  I   i  and  my  K     \ 



From  busy  toil  ire 

Gently,  Lord,  ol    -  ad  na 



God's  bl  a 

God  is  i  rion 

Go,  lat  

r  on  :  your  hands  are  weak 

_-  -o  bright  in  the  morning  light 



1 1  nr  k.  1  a  voice,  a  heav<  

Hark,  hark,  to  the  merry' Christmas  bel'.s 

1 66 



le  bells  of  lm  ;. 
Heavenly  home!  heavenly  home!  previous  name  ton. 

Hear  the  royal  proclamation 

Here  o'er  the  earth  as  a  stranger  I  roam 117 

Hide  not  thy  talent  in  the  earth 61 

e  thee 

pen  of  life's  harvest 58 

Home  at  last !  home  at  last 138 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord 36 

the  man  who  has  chosen  wis 

How  1<  13 

How  precious  is  the  name 82 

lious  f.nd  tasteless  the  hours 

Idler,  why  lie  down  to  die 

If  one  bright  spot  there  is  on  earth 

1  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land .... 

I  know  thou  art  gone  to  the  home  of  thy  re-t 

A'm  but  a  stranger  here 144 

X  lay  my  

I  may,  if  I  have  but  a  mind 

jn  Eden's  green  retn  .  15J 

intemperance  like  a  raging  flood 16' 

In  the  Christian's  home'in  glory 14 


208  INDEX    OF   FIEST    LINES. 

Pag* 

In  the  dying  of  the  year 131 

In  the  quarries  you  should  toil 1R2 

In  this  world  of  grief  and  pain 1$& 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 45 

Jesus,  dear  name,  how  sweet  the  sound 72 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 119 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us 37 

Jesus,  this  mid-day  hour  of  prayer 50 

Jesus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget 16 

Kind  words  can  never  die 85 

Let  every  heart  rejoice  and  sing 0 

Let  others  sing  the  ruby  bright. 169 

Let  the  still  air  rejoice 171 

Let  us  all,  both  old  and  young 92 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire 28 

Like  mist  on  the  mountain 71 

Little  builders,  build  away 64 

Little  givers,  come  and  bring 59 

Little  rain  drops  feed  the  rill 60 

Lord,  can  a  simple  child  like  me 63 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  power  1  own TO 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 104 

Lord,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 103 

Lord  !'  not  to  some  few  favor'd  nooks 175 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright 12 

Lord,  what  offering  .-hall  we  bring 103 

Merrily,  the  temperance  horn 165 

Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain 172 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 123 

No  night  shall  be  in  heaven !  no  gathering  gloom 153 

Now,  dear  children,  can  you  tell." 127 

Now  the  golden  ear 12c 

O  God,  to  thy  promise  our  hearts  humbly  cling. 2C 

O  happy  day!  when  God's  dear  Son 126 

Oh.  come  children,  come  to  the  Saviour  to-day 50 

Oh,  lor  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love 124 

Oh,  if  for  me  the  cup  you  fill 163 

Oh,  there  is  a  river,  whose  fresh  waters  flow 80 

Oh,  there  will  be  mourning,  mourning 143 

Oh !  the  Sabbath  morningl)eautiful  and  bright 23 

Oh !  touch  it  not,  for  deep  within 156 

Oh,  turn  ye,  oh,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  d\o 54 

Oh,  we  are  happy  now,  dear  mother 8T 

Oh,  what  ship  is  this  that  corals  sailing  by 81 

Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found 18f 


INDEX    Of    FIRST    LIS  209 

Oh,  vronH  you  

One  sw<  ■:  y  solemn  thong  it 

Our  hope  is  I  .till  t  on  DOthii  B 



m  a-.]  boundli  . . .   129 

my  little  maid 

sr  Qod 

Pilgrims  we  are.  to  Canaan  bound 118 

::h  bell    

Ply  the  oar,  brother,  and  speed  the  boat 

.-cine  measure 

Else,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 

f death,  thy  stream  I  Bee 

>n  !  oh,  the  joy lal  sound 10 

;  meet  us 



See  the  shining  



ill 

She  1oy<  r,  and  to  him 101 

Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 149 

;.  -ml  death  the  cup  contains 170 



ton  anil  forever  onr  union  shall  be 

Speak  gently,  it  is  better  far 101 

Speed,  speed  the  temperance  ship 

I  who  lead  his  boat 

:her,  stay,  the  night  is  wild 

Take  t  

rs,  tell  us  why  you  toil 

Tell  me  of  the  joys  ot  heaven 

The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 89 

The  day  has  come,  the  joyful  day 

The  day  of  small  things  God  will  not 

The  happy  morn  we  hail  again 

The  lost  lovely  morning. 149 

The  Lord  unto  his  _  .  

The  master  builder  calleth 

There  is  a  hopeful  company ITT 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 145 

The  Sunday-School  army  has  gathered  once  in 

The  Snnday-Sehool,  how  Bweet  the  plsce 

There  is  a  place  where  my  .  <i 149 

There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  escape  to  the  mountain 53 

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210  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one 106 

This  book  is  al  1  that's  left  me  now 69 

earth  h.ts  fall  many  a  beautiful  spot 147 

rey,  my  God.  is  the  theme  of  my  song 46 

Thy  way.  not  mine.  0  Lord ". 31 

if  you  wi  1  hear  his  voice 

United  in  a  joyous  band 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 141 

Faith  and  Hope"  and  Love 

We  did  not  see  thee  lilted  high 

Weep  not  for  a  brother  deceased 

We  live  as  pilgrims  and  strangers  below 

We  love  to  sing  together ~. 

We  meet  again  in  gladness 

We  miss  thee  in  thy  place  at  school 14') 

st  close  this  happy  meeting 

i  'iind  for  the  land  of  the  pure  and  the  holy 113 

We're  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright 

.arching  to  the  promised  land 

-■  the  praise  of  water 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest 150 

What  a  meeting,  what  a  meeting  that  will  be 75 

e  those  soul-reviving  strains.- 'j 

Whatever  lo^t  by  giving. S9 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 

What  means  this  youthful  gathering 

What  vessel  are  you  sailing  in 10 

What  were  life  without  some  one  to  cheer  us 

Whene'er  we  meet  you  always  say 41 

When  fiint  and  weary  with  the  strife 

the  cry  of  the  fatherless  child  is  heard 90 

When  thou,  my  righteous  judge,  shalt  come 

When  through* the" torn  sail  the  wild  tempest  is  streaming    30 

While  pi  grima,  Lord,  we  yet  remain 

Whither  goeat  thou,  pilgrim  stranger 

Who  are  these  in  bright  an  ay Ho 

Who  came  from  heaven  to  ransom  me 

Who  is  thy  neighbor,  he  whom  ti.ou BS 

Ye  valiant  sol  ross 72 

Zion,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling 91 


part  in. 

COKSISTI-NO   PRINCIPALIS    OF 

SECULAR      PIECES, 

SUITABLE  FOR 
ANTOVERSARIES,  CONCERTS,  EXCURSIONS   AC. 
•  •  > 


Aspirations  of  Youth. 

School  Singer,  W. 

1  TTIG-HER,  higher  will  we  climb, 
^     Up  the  mount  of  a  lory, 
That  our  names  may  live  through  timo, 

In  our  country's  story  ; 
Happy  when  her  welfare  calls, 
He  who  ccnqui-rs,  he  who  falls, 
Happy  he,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Deeper,  deeper  let  us  toil, 

In  the  mines  of  knowledge  ; 
Nature's  wealth  and  learning's  spoil, 

Win  from  school  and  college ; 
Delve  we  there  for  richer  gems 

Than  the  stars  of  diadems. 

Delve  we  there,  &c. 

3  Onward,  onward  will  we  press, 

In  the  path  of  duty ; 
Virtue  is  true  happiness, 

Excellence  true  beauty ; 
Minds  are  of  celestial  birth — 
Let  us  make  a  heaven  of  earth. 
Minds,  &c. 

4  Closer,  closer  let  us  knit 

Hearts  and  hands  together, 
"Where  our  fireside  comforts  sit, 

In  the  wildest  weather  ; 
Oh!  they  wander  wide,  to  roam, 
For  the  joys  of  life,  from  home. 

Oh!  they  wander,  &ot 

5  Nearer,  dearer  bands  of  love 

Draw  our  souls  in  union 
To  our  Father's  house  above, 
To  the  saints'  communion ; 
■     Thither  every  hope  ascend, 
There  may  all  our  labors  end. 
Thither,  &c 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2.  Sing !  Gayly  Sing ! 

Young  Melodu t,  M, 

1  CING!  gayly  sing! 

^    Let  gladness  round  us  ring ! 
This  little,  simple,  cheerful  lay 
Shall  be  our  happy  song  to-day, 
Sing!  gayly  sing! 

2  Sing !  sweetly  sing ! 

"What  joy  from  school  does  spring ! 
The  happy  faces  there  we  meet, 
The  kindly  smiles  we  always  greet ! 
Sing !  sweetly  sing ! 

3  Sing !  loudly  sing  I 
"What  sports  will  evening  bring ! 

We'll  jump  and  race,  we'll  skip  and  hop, 
We'll  play  at  ball,  at  hoop  or  top, 
Sing  I  loudly  sing ! 

4  Sing  !  softly  sing ! 
When  dusky  night  doth  fling 

Its  shadows  o'er  our  drowsy  heads, 
In  peace  we  then  will  seek  our  beds  * 
Sing  !  softly  sing  ! 

5  Sing !  early  sing ! 

When  morn  the  light  shall  wing 
We  then  will  rise,  and  cheerful,  too, 
Resolved  our  lessons  well  to  do ; 
Sing !  early  sing ! 


4:  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

3«  The  Excursion. 

Normal  Singer,  1 M. 

7   MERRILY  every  heart  is  bounding, 

Merrily  oh  !  merrily  oh  1 

Joyfully  now  the  news  is  sounding, 

Joyfully  oh !  joyfully  oh  J 

To  the  woods  we  go, 

Where  the  violets  grow, 

Where  the  violets  grow, 

To  the  woods  we  go. 

Merrily  every  heart  is  bounding 

Merrily  oh !  merrily  oh ! 

Merrily,  merrily,  merrily  oh  ! 

Merrily  oh !  merrily  oh ! 

2  Cheerily  every  face  is  beaming, 
Cheerily  oh !  cheerily  oh  ! 
Playfully  every  eye  is  gleaming, 
Playfully  oh  j  playfully  oh ! 
In  the  fields  away 
We  will  rove  to  day ; 
We  will  rove  to-day 
In  the  fields  away. 

Merrily  every  heart,  &c. 


1 


4t  To  the  Grove  Away. 

Normal  Singer,  VI, 

"U7ITH  hundred  thousand  voices  cry, 
' "      Hurrah  1  hurrah  !  hurrah  I 
Let  our  rejoicing  fill  the  sky, 

Hurrah!  hurrah  1  hurrah! 
Come  from  your  gloomy  dwellings  forth, 
Come  one  and  all,  from  south  and  north, 

Hurrah  1  hurrah  I  hurrah ! 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTIOX 

And  is  your  bo3om  full  of  glee  ? 
Then  sing  and  shout  aloud  with  me  ; 
We'll  quickly  to  the  w 
Where  birds  on  every  twig  are  gay. 
Hurrah !  hurrah  !  hurrah  1 

We  see  the  flowers  on  every  side, 
And  nature's  beauties  far  and  wide  ; 
Oh  I  let  them  move  our  hearts  to  song, 
To  swell  the  chorus  loud  and  long. 
Hurrah  !  hurrah  1  hurrah  J 


5.  Festal  Day. 

Sunday-Sehool  Harmonist,  M» 

1  CEE  the  rising  generation, 

^     Come  with  joyous  exultation, 

And  with  shouts  of  acclamation, 

This  glad  day  to  celebrate. 
What  a  happy  meet; 
While  each  other  greeting, 
And  sweet  songs  repealing, 

While  our  hearts  with  joy  dilate. 

2  In  our  school  we  are  united, 
With  instruction  we're  delighted, 
To  the  Saviour  we're  invited, 
Amd  the  Bible  is  our  rule. 

In  our  hearts  we  bless  it, 
To  our  bosoms  press  it, 
And  our  lips  car 
Tis  our  guide  in  Sabbath-schooL 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  We  are  children  of  the  nation, 
Fair  Columbia  is  our  station, 
And  the  Bible's  our  foundation, 
In  this  free  and  happy  land ; 

"We're  from  Pilgrim  fathers, 
And  of  Christian  mothers ; 
Like  a  band  of  brothers, 
We're  united  heart  and  hand 

4  "We  behold  with  admiration 
Our  glorious  Declaration, 
And  we  fear  no  usurpation 
"We're  a  firm,  united  band ; 

And  there's  none  shall  sever 
Native  hearts,  no  never  1 
We  are  one  forever, 
And  on  freedom's  rock  we  stand. 


There's  a  Good  Time  Coming. 

Robin  Red  Breast,  141* 

THERE'S  a  good  time  coming,  boys, 

A  good  time  coming  ; 
There's  a  good  time  coming,  boys — 

Wait  a  little  longer. 
We  may  not  live  to  see  the  day; 
But  earth  shall  glisten  in  the  ray, 

Of  the  good  time  coming, 
Cannon  balls  may  aid  the  truth, 

But  thought's  a  weapon  stronger ; 
We'll  win  our  battles  by  its  aid — 

Wait  a  little  longer. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

There's  a  good  time  cc 

A  good  time  cc: 
Th.  time  coming  boys — 

Wait  a  little  longer. 

2  There's  a  good  time  coming,  £c. 
The  pen  shall  supersede  the  sword, 

And  Eight — not  Might — shall  be  the  lord, 

In  t:  te  coming: 

Worth — cot  birth — shall  rule  mankind, 

And  be  acknowledged  stronger  ; 
The  proper  impulse  has  been  given — 

Wait  a  little  longer. 
There's  a  good  time  coming,  &e. 

3  There's  a  goc-d  time  coming,  vie. 
Hateful  rivalries  of  ct 

11  not  make  their  martyrs  bleed, 

In  the  good  time  coming ; 
Religion  shall  be  shorn  of  pride, 

And  nourish  all  the  stronger: 
And  Charity  shall  trim  her  lamp— 

TS'ait  a  little  iosf 
There's  a  good  time  coming,  te. 

4  There's  a  good  time  coming,  te, 
War  in  all  men's  eyes  shall  be 
A  monster  of  iniquity. 

In  the  good  time  coming. 
Nations  shall  not  quarrel  then, 

To  prove  which  is  the  stronger; 
Xor  slaughter  men  for  glory's  sake— 

Wait  a  little  longer. 
There's  a  good  time  coming,  ic. 


O  LEE  AVEXUE   COLLECTION. 

•  •  Wake  and  Sing 

Wilde r'a  Musical  Elementary,  I 

1  'WAKE  and  sing  1  brother,  sing ! 

T      Let  it  never  grieve  you, 

Though  the  world  go  wrong  ; 

Let  not  courage  leave  you, 

Night  cau  not  be  long. 

"Wake  and  sing  !  brother,  sing  I 

He  who  does  his  best  endeavor, 

Peace  may  rill  his  soul  forever. 

2  "Wake  and  sing !  brother,  sing ! 

Birds  are  sweetly  singing 

On  the  leafy  spray, 
Joy  around  is  ringing, 
Xature  all  is  gay. 
"Wake  and  sing !  brother,  sing ! 
Grief  and  fear  by  earth  are  given, 
Good  alone  is  sent  from  heaven. 

t  "Wake  and  sing !  brother,  sing ! 
Let  us  ever  cherish 

Friendship,  love,  and  truth  ; 
Then  when  time  shall  perish, 
Bright  shall  be  our  youth. 
"Wake  and  sing !  brother,  sing ! 
Heavenly  care  is  watching  o'er  us> 
Sing  aloud  in  joyful  chorus. 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

8.  "  How  Pleasant  here/' 

Boys'  and  Girls'  S'nging  Book,  9U 

1  TTOW  pleasant  here  each  week  to  meet, 

Hurrah,  hurrah,  hurrah! 
Our  loved  companions  here  to  greet — 

Hurrah,  hurrah,  hurrah ! 
"With  joyful  hearts  and  cheerful  sound, 
In  wisdom's  ways  we'll  e'er  be  found. 

Hurrah,  hurrah,  hurrah,  hurrah, 
Hurrah,  hurrah,  hurrah! 

2  No  angry  passions  here  shall  dwell, 

Hurrah,  &c. 
But  kindness,  friendship,  and  good  will ; 

Hurrah,  kc 
Here  learning  bright,  and  science  pure, 
Our  health  and  comfort  shall  insure. 

Hurrah,  &c. 

3  "We'll  never  trifle  time  away, 

Oh  no  I  oh  no  !  oh  no  ! 
Nor  slight  the  blessings  of  the  day, 

Oh  no!  oh  no!  oh  no! 
But  we'll  improve  each  fleeting  hour, 
And  treasures  of  the  mind  secure. 

Hurrah,  &c. 


10  LEE   AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

9«  Echo  Song  for  Holidays. 

Young  Choir,  104> 

L    TJP  the  hills  on  a  bright  sunny  mom, 
^     Voices  clear  as  the  bugle  horn, 
List  to  the  echoes  as  they  flow, 
Here  we  go,  we  go — wre  go  ! 

Come,  follow,  follow  me ; 
TFe'll  come,  we'll  come  with  glee, 
Hurrah  !  hurrah !  we're  free, 
"We'll  follow,  follow  thee. 

2  Now  by  streamlets  pearly,  pure, 
Here  we  wander,  free,  secure, 
See  how  the  rippling  waters  flow, 
On  they  go,  they  go — they  go  ! 

Come,  follow,  &c. 

3  Now  through  shady  vale  and  grove, 
Joyous,  happy,  here  we  rove  ; 

List  to  the  songster's  cheerful  lay — 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  happy  day ! 

Come,  follow,  &c. 

4  Happy  school-boy,  cease  to  roam, 
Turn  thee  to  thy  joyful  home  ; 
Smiles  shall  cheer  the  close  of  day, 

^       Homo  away — away,  away  ! 
Come  follow,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   OOLLBCTFOH.  It 


10.  The  Star-Spangled  Banner. 

:  al  Elem«ntanr.  \4-\ 

1  AH  !  say  can  you  tell  by  the  dawn's  early  light, 
^     What  so  proudly  we  hailed  at  the  twilight's 

last  gleaming? 
Whose  broad  stripes  and  bright  stars  through  the 

perilous  fight, 
O'er  the  ramparts  we  watched  were  so  gallantly 

streaming ; 
And  the  rockets'  red  glare,  the  bombs  bursting  in 

air, 
Gave  proof  through  the  night  that  the  foe  wa3  still 

there ! 
Oh !  say  does  the  star-spangled  banner  yet  w 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home  of  the 

brave ! 

2  On  the  shore  dimly  seen  through  the  mists  of  the 

deep, 
Where  the  foe's  haughty  b  silence  re- 

f)06 

What  is  that  which  the  breeze  o'er  the  towering- 
steep, 
As  it  fitfully  blows,  half  conceals,  half  discloses  t 


12  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Now  it  catches  the  gleam  of  the  morning's  first 

beam, 
In  full  glory  reflected  now  shines  o'er  the  stream  ; 
Tis  the  star-spangled  banner  —  oh!    long  may  it 

wave 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home  of  the 

brave ! 

8  And  where  is  that  band  who  so  vauntingly  swore, 
That  the  havoc  of  war  and  the  battle's  confu- 
sion, 
A  home  and  a  country  should  leave  us  no  more  ? 
Their  blood  has  washed  out  their  foul  footsteps1 
pollution : 
No  refuge  could  save  the  hireling  and  slave, 
From  the  terror  of  flight  or  the  gloom  of  the  grave; 
And  the  star-spangled  banner  in   triumph  doth 

wave 
O'er   the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home  of  the 
brave ! 

4  Oh !  thus  be  it  ever,  when  freemen  shall  stand 
Between  their  loved  homes  and  the  wars  deso- 
lation, 
Blest  with  vict'ry  and  peace,   may  the  heaven- 
rescued  land 
Praise  the  power  that  hath  made  and  preserved 
us  a  nation ; 
Then  conquer  we  must,  when  our  cause  it  is  just, 
And  this  be  our  motto,  "  In  God  is  our  trust !" 
And  the  star-spangled  banner  in   triumph   shall 

wave 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home  of  the 
brave  i 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  13 

11«  The  Flag  of  our  Union. 

lira  !bury\s  Seasons,  Part  8,  88. 

•1  ^A    SONG-  for  our  bannei  ratchword 

21      recall. 

Which  gave  the  Republic  her  station; 
*  United  we  stand,  divided  we  fall." 
It  made  and  preserves  us  a  :. 

The  union  of  lakes— the  union  of  lands — 

The  union  of  States  none  can  sever ! 
The  union  of  hearts — the  union  of  hands  — 
And  the  flag  of  our  Union  forev 

1   ttTiat  God  in  his  infinite  wisdom  designed, 
And  armed  with  his  weapons  of  thunder, 
Not  all  the  earth's  despots  and  factions  combined, 
Have  the  power  to  conquer  or  sunder. 
The  union  of  lakes,  ftc. 


12.  "The  Banner  of  the  Free." 

Bradbury's  Seasons,  Part  8,  9%. 

1  THE  bright  flag  of  America, 

How  gallantly  it  waves 
Above  the  freeman's  dwelling  place, 

Above  the  foeman's  grave  ; 
By  noble  streams  and  forests  deep, 

And  on  the  bounding 
A  thousand  hearts  are  welcoming 

The  banner  of  the  free. 

2  Where'er  a  peaceful  hamlet  lies, 

Its  sheltering  hills  between, 
The  starry  beacon  floats  above, 
As  guardian  of  the  scene  ; 


14  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Where'er  the  north  pine  forests  bind 
The  tempest's  sweeping  blast ; 

And  every  stone  a  record  keeps 
Of  struggles  of  the  past. 

3  Where  prairie's  spreading  plains  are  seen, 

And  wild  war-whoops  ring  by  ; 
Or,  by  the  distant  water  course, 

Beneath  a  southern  sky — 
The  stars  and  stripes  wave  proudly  out, 

And  from  far  wood  to  sea, 
From  heart  and  voice  breaks  forth  the  shout, 

"  The  banner  of  the  free." 


13  .  "The  Stars  on  our  Banner." 

Musical  Bouquet,  219. 

1  A  RE  the  stars  on  our  banner  less  brilliant  to-day 

Than  when  in  the  hour  of  their  trial  and  gloom, 
The  heroes  we  honor  they  led  to  the  fray, 

To  conquer  for  freedom,  or  hallow  her  tomb  1 
Do  we  love  them  the  less,  as  they  glitter  afar, 
Our  herald  in  peace  and  our  standard  in  war  ? 
By  the  deeds  of  the  valiant, 

The  blood  of  the  slain, 
By  the  cause  that  we  cherish, 
The  rights  we  maintain  ; 
We'll  ever  defend,  by  the  souls  of  the  brave, 
Their  honor,  wherever  that  banner  shall  wave* 

2  Let  faction  assail  or  oppression  invade, 

Let  treachery  weaken,  or  intrigue  divide, 
'Neath  that  banner  will  freemen  draw  swiftly  the 

blade, 
And  swe^p  back  the  foe  as  weeds  swept  by  th« 

tide: 


LEE  AVEN'UE   COLLECTION.  If 

Wherever  those  stars  shall  bespangle  the  sky, 
There  will  freemen   bo  bound  to  defend  thorn 
or  die  I 

Shine,  stars  of  the  Union! 
"Wave,  flag  of  the  free  I 
The  hope  of  the  nations 
Is  centred  in  thee  1 
We'll  ever  defend,  &c. 


14.  My  Own  Native  Land. 

Boys'  and  Girls'  Singing  Book,  14. 

1  T'YE  roamed  over  mountain,  I've  crossed  over 
x        flood, 

I've  traversed  the  wave-rolling  sand ; 
Though  the  fields  were  as  green,  and  the  moon 
shone  as  bright, 
Yet  it  was  not  my  own  native  land. 
Xo.  no.  no,  no.  no,  no. 
Though  the  fields  were  as  green,  and  the  moon 
shone  as  bright, 
Yet  it  was  not  my  own  native  land. 

2  The  right  hand  of  friendship   how  oft;   have  I 

grasped. 
And  bright  eye3  have  smiled,  and  looked  bland ; 
Yet  happier  far  were  the  hours  that  I  passed 
In  the  West — in  my  own  native  land. 
Ye?. 
Yet  happier  far  were  the  hours  that  I  passed 
In  the  West — in  my  own  native  land. 


16  LEE    AVEXTE   COLLECTION. 

3  Then  hail,  dear  Columbia,  the  land  that  we  love, 
Where  nourishes  Liberty's  tree  ; 
Tis  the  birth-place  of  Freedom,  our  own  native 
home ; 
Mis  the  land,  'tis  the  land  of  the  free  ! 
Yes.  yes.  yes.  yet 
tTl3  the  birth-place  of  Freedom,  our  own  native 
home ; 
Mis  the  land,  'tis  the  land  of  the  free ! 


15.  Song  of  Liberty. 

Robin  Red  Bre&sx.  S4. 

1  IfERRILY  every  bosom  boundeth, 
■^     Merrily  oh  !  merrily  oh! 

Where  the  song  of  freedom  soundeth, 
Merrily  oh  !  merrily^oh  ! 
There  the  gath'ring  smiles  of  peace  are  beaming^ 
Where  tb  .:  reaming, 

Every  joy  the  ]and  surroundeth, 
Merrily  oh !  merrily  oh  I 

2  Wearily  every  bosom  sigheth. 

Wearily  oh !  wearily  oh ! 

When  the  dove  of  ptaee  it  flyeth, 

Wearily  oh  !  wearily  oh ! 

There  no  cheerful  songs  of  freedom  greeting, 
Childhood's  happy  smile  is  quickly  fleeting, 
Every  flower  of  love  then  dieth 
Wearily  oh  I  wearily  oh  I 

3  Cheerily  then  from  hill  and  val" 

Cheerily  ol  ly  oh! 

Like  your  native  fountains  sally, 
Cheerily  oh !  cheerily  oh  1 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  IT 

While  the  children  shout  their  loud  hosanna, 
Where  they  wave  the  nation  s  starry  banner, 
Round  the  flag  of  freedom  rally, 
Cheerily  oh  1  cheerily  oh  I 


16.  Ode  for  Fourth  of  July. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  19. 

1  AH  I  blessed  be  the  day  that  saw  to  life  unfold* 
ing, 
Our  starry  banner  first  arise, 

Oh  !  bless,  bless  the  day  I 
Bright,  bright  in  freedom's  native  skies, 
That  peerless  banner  gayly  flies, 
May  we  its  honor  prize, 

And  bless,  bless  the  day. 

U  The  morning  with  chimes  awakes  the  world  re- 
joicing, 
And  every  heart  from  slumber  starts, 
To  bless,  bless  the  day ; 
Then  happy  crowds  from  every  door, 
To  greet  their  brother  freemen  pour, 
While  hearts  swell  more  and  more, 
To  bless,  bless  the  day. 

3  With  sweet  native  song  the  children  too  are  join- 
ing, 
The  nation's  young  with  joyous  tongue, 
To  bless,  bless  the  day. 
Their  patriot  songs  of  liberty, 
They  blend  with  yours  in  sympathy, 
On  this  gi>eat  jubilee  1 

To  bless,  bless  the  day. 


18  1.EE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  Oh!  joy  for  the  day  when  first  the  world 
beaming, 
Upon  the  air,  our  banner  fair. 

Oh  !  bless,  bless  the  day ; 
And  long  as  morning  suns  shall  rise, 
May  that  proud  banner  flout  the  skies, 
"While  join  the  good  and  wise, 

To  bless,  bless  the  day. 


17.  Our  Father  Land. 

Boys'  and  Girla  Singing  Book,  fk 

1  pOME  one  and  all,  around  me  stand ; 
^     Come  join  in  swelling  chorus, 
And  praise  our  goodly  native  land — 

Our  father-land  that  bore  us. 
Old  Ocean  bore  from  Mammon's  marts 

The  plant  of  freedom  hither  ; 
It  blossoms  yet,  and  glads  our  hearts, 

And  we'll  not  let  it  wither. 

2  Where  now  we  stand  our  fathers  stood ; 

Firm  men  were  they — true-hearted. 
Say,  lives  there  now  a  race  so  good, 

Or  have  they  all  departed  ? 
From  zeal  for  freedom  and  for  God, 

No  charm  of  wealth  could  win  them , 
O'er  ocean  tossed  these  wilds  they  trod— 

They  carried  home  within  them. 

B  They  cared  not  to  be  here  renowned, 

Cared  not  for  fame  and  glory ; 

But  persecution  on  them  frowned, 

And  made  them  great  in  story. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION-.  19 

Then  join  in  heart,  and  join  in  hand, 

To  raise  a  swelling  chorus ; 
And  praise  our  goodly  native  land — 

Our  father-land  that  bore  ua 


18.  The  Pilgrim  Fathers. 

King-ley's  Social  Choir,  Vol.  t,  TO. 

THE  breaking  waves  dashed  high, 

On  a  stern  and  rock-bound  coast, 
And  the  woods  against  the  stormy  sky 

Their  giant  branches  t  e 
And  the  heavy  night  hung  dark, 

The  hills  and  waters  o'er ; 
When  a  band  of  exiles  moored  their  bark 

On  the  wild  New-England  shore. 
They,  the  true-hearted,  came, 

Not  with  the  roll  of  stirring  drum, 
Or  the  trumpet  that  sings  of  fame — 

Not  as  the  flying  come, 
In  silence  and  in  fear ; 

They  shook  the  depths  of  the  desert's  gloom 
•    "With  their  hymns  of  lofty  cheer. 

Amidst  the  storm  they  sang. 
And  the  stars  heard,  and  the  sea ; 

And  the  sounding  aisles  of  the  dim  woods  rang 
To  the  anthem  of  the  free  : 

The  ocean  eagle  soared 
From  his  nest  by  the  white  wave's  foam, 

And  the  rocking  pines  of  the  forest  roared ; 
This  was  this  welcome  home. 

"What  sought  they  thus  afar  ? 
Bright  jewels,  bright  jewels,  bright  jewels  of  th« 
mine, 


20  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

The  wealth  of  the  seas,  the  .spoils  of  war? 
They  sought  a  faith's  pure  shrine. 

Ay,  call  it  holy  ground — 
The  spot  where  first  they  trod ; 

They  have  left  unstained  what  there  they  foun(\ 
Freedom  to  worship  God. 


19*  We  Come  with  Hearts  of  Gladness. 

Flora's  Festival,  gft» 

1  AVE  come  with  hearts  of  gladness, 

To  breathe  our  songs  of  praise, 
Let  not  a  note  of  sadness 

Be  blended  in  our  lays; 
Tor  'tis  a  hallowed  story, 

The  theme  of  freedom's  birth  : 
Our  fathers'  deeds  of  glory 

Are  echoed  round  the  earth. 

2  The  sound  is  waxing  stronger, 

And  thrones  and  nations  hear, 
Kings  may  oppress  no  longer, 

For  freedom's  reign  is  near, 
'  Her  reign  will  crush  oppression, 

And  raise  the  humble  mind, 
And  give  the  earth's  possession 

Among  the  good  and  kind. 

3  And  thou  shalt  sink  the  mountain, 

Where  pride  and  power  were  crowned, 
And  peace  like  gentle  fountains, 

Shall  shed  its  pureness  round ; 
And  then  the  world  will  hear  us, 

And  join  our  glorious  lay, 
And  songs  of  millions  cheer  us, 

On  this  our  nation's  day. 


LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION.  -1 

4  Soon  freedom's  loud  hosannas 

Shall  burst  from  every  voice, 
Till  mountains  and  savannas 

Roll  back  the  sound — rejoice  ; 
Then  raise  the  song  of  freedom, 

The  loudest,  sweetest  lay, 
The  captive's  chains  are  riven, 

And  Liberty  shall  reign. 


20.  "All  Hail,  Happy  Day." 

Bradbury's  Seasons,  Part  2,  TL 

1    ALL  hail,  happy  day,  that  speak'st  our  nation'! 
""•        glory ! 

A  voice  with  thee 
Proclaims,  "  We're  free  !" 
Thrice  hail,  happy  day! 
Our  hills  and  plains  no  more  are  trod 
By  those  who  wield  oppression's  rod, 
We  know  no  tyrant's  nod, 

Hail,  hail,  happy  day ! 

t  The  graves  of  our  fathers,  laurels  brightly  crown 
them, 

They  fought  and  died, 
That  we  in  pride, 
Might  hail  freedom's  day  ! 
Then  come,  ye  sons  of  freedom's  throng, 
And  shout  their  deeds  in  joyful  song. 
May  memory  cherish  long 

This  bright,  happy  day. 


22  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  That  beams  so  bright, 
With  freedom's  light, 
On  this  happy  day; 

That's  ever  sought  and  ever  loved, 
By  all  her  free-born  sons  approved. 
And  guarded  from  above, 

Then  hail,  happy  day ! 

4  Come,  join  in  our  song,  0  all  ye  sons  of  freedom, 

And  wide  proclaim 

Our  nation's  name, 

On  this  happy  day ; 
Break  forth  in  joy,  my  native  land, 
For  'midst  thee  stands  a  noble  band — 
Thy  towers  shall  ever  stand — 

Then  hail,  happy  day  1 

5  Thrice  hail,  happy  day,  that  speak'st  our  nation*! 

glory, 

A  voice  with  thee 

Proclaims,  "  we're  free ! 

Thrice  hail,  happy  day ! 
To  God  our  grateful  songs  we'll  bring, 
And  bow  to  him  as  sovereign  King, 
"His  boundless  goodness  sing, 

On  this  happy  day. 


LEE   AVBN'CE    COLLECTION. 


21. 


Hail  Columbia. 

.'.  Elemfawry,  1M 

TIAIL  Columbia,  happy  laud, 

Hail  ye  heroes,  heaven-born  baud, 
Who  fought  and  bled  in  freedom's  cause, 
And  when  the  storm  of  war  was  gone, 
Knjoy  the  peace  your  valor  won ; 
Let  independence  be  your  boast, 
Ever  mindful  what  ir  cost ; 
Ever  grateful  for  your  prize. 
Let  its  altar  reach  the  skies. 
Firm,  united  let  us  be, 
Rallying  round  our  liberty ; 
As  a  band  of  brothers  joined, 
Peace  and  safety  we  shall  find 


24  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Immortal  patriots  rise  once  more  ! 
Defend  your  rights,  defend  your  shore ; 
Let  no  rude  foe  with  impious  hand, 
Invade  the  shrine  where  sacred  lies, 

Of  toil  and  blood,  the  well-earned  prize ; 
While  offering  peace,  sincere  and  just 
In  heaven  we  place  a  manly  trust, 
That  truth  and  justice  may  prevail, 
And  every  scheme  of  bondage  fail 
Firm,  united,  &c. 

3  Sound,  sound  the  trump  of  fame! 
Let  Washington's  great  name 

Ring  through  the  world  with  loud  applause- 
Let  every  clime  to  Freedom  dear, 
Listen  with  a  joyful  ear  ; 

With  equal  skill,  with  steady  power, 
He  governs  in  the  fearful  hour 
Of  horrid  war,  or  guides  with  ease, 
The  happier  times  of  honest  peace. 
Firm,  united,  &c. 

4  Behold  the  chief,  who  now  commands, 
}       Once  more  to  serve  his  country,  stands, 

The  rock  on  which  the  storm  will  beat — 
But  armed  in  virtue,  firm  and  true,, 
His  hopes  are  fixed  on  heaven  and  you  : 
When  Hope  was  sinking  in  dismay, 
When  gloom  obscured  Columbia's  day, 
His  steady  mind,  from  changes  free, 
Resolved  on  death  or  libeett  ! 
Firm,  united,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

ii*  Land  of  our  Fathers. 

Bradbury's  Young  Sh»»rm,  58. 

1  T  AND  of  our  fathers,  wherever  we  roam, 

-^     Land  of  our  birth,  to  us  thou  still  art  home1 
Peace  and  prosperity  on  I .  nd, 

Down  to  posterity  their  influence  descend  I 
All,  then,  uniting1. 
Hearts  and  voices  joining. 
Sing  we  in  harmony  our  native  land  our  native  land, 
our  native  land,  our  native  land,  our  native  land. 

2  Though  other  climes  may  brighter  hopes  fulfill, 

Land  of  our  birth,  we  ever  love  thee  still. 
Heaven  shield  our  happy  home  from  eaeh  host- 
ile band ! 
Freedom  and  plentv  ever  crown  our  native 
land  I 
All,  then,  uniting. 
Hearts  and  voices  joining. 

Sing  we  in  harmony  our  native  Ian< 


io.  There  is  No  Home  like  my  Own. 

n.138. 

]   TN  the  wild  chamois  track,  at  the  breaking  of 
A  morn, 

With  a  hunter's  pride. 
O'er  the  mountain  side, 
We  are  led  by  the  sound  of  the  Alpine  horn, 
Tra.  la,  la.  la.  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la. 
Oh  !  that  voice  to  me 

Is  a  voice  of  glee, 
"Wherever  my  footsteps  roam ; 


26  LEB  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

And  I  long  to  bound, 
When  I  hear  that  sound, 

Again  to  my  mountain  home. 

In  the  wild  chamois  track,  &c. 

2  I  have  crossed  the  proud  Alps,  I  have   sailed 
down  the  Rhone, 
And  there  is  no  spot 
Like  the  simple  cot, 
And  the  hill  and  the  valley  I  call  my  own  ; 
Tra,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la. 
There  the  skies  are  bright, 
And  our  hearts  are  light, 
Our  bosoms  without  a  fear ; 

For  our  toil  is  play, 
And  our  sport  the  fray 

With  the  mountain  rose  or  deer. 
In  the  wild  chamois  track,  &c. 


24.  Independence  Day! 

Bradbury's  Young  Shawm,  131. 

1  THIS  day  to  greet, 

■*■    With  joy  we  meet ;  4 

Then  banish  care  away  : 

With  festive  cheer, 

Come  hasten  here : 
'Tis  Independence  Day ! 

2  Joined  heart  and  hand, 
A  happy  band, 

We  Freedom's  flag  display : 

With  music's  sound 

We  gather  round  : 
*Tis  Independence  Day ! 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  W 

J       We  shout  and 
1  flowers  bri 
Youth's  joyful  emblems  tfa 
The  Laurel  twine 
With  fadeless  pine  : 
9  Independence  Day ! 

t       From  morn  to  night, 

With  love  unite, 
To  celebrate  this  day : 

Let  peace  and  joy 

Our  hearts  employ  : 
Tis  Independence  Day ! 

&       Our  fathers  brave. 

The  land  to  save, 
Did  Freedom's  call  obey ; 

By  young  and  old 

Their  deeds  be  told  : 
Tis  Independence  Day ! 

3       Let  banners  wave 

For  deeds  so  brave  ! 
The  stripes  and  stars  display  I 

The  eagle  bold 

Our  shield  shall  hold  : 
Tis  Independence  Day ! 

1       Huzza  again ! 
Another  strain. 
And  then  for  home  away  I 
This  day  was  won 
By  Washington ! 
Tis  Independence  Day ! 


28  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

25.  My  Native  Hills. 

Bradbury's  Young  Shawm,  14*. 

1  AH !  give  me  back  my  native  hills, 
^  Rough,  rugged,  though  they  be, 
No  other  clime,  no  other  land 

Is  half  so  dear  to  me. 
The  sun  is  bright,  the  world  looks  fair, 
And  friends  surround  me  here ; 
i  But  memory,  brooding  o'er  the  past, 

Gives  home  its  tribute  tear. 

2  Though  far  from  home,  the  heart  may  still 

Reflect  surrounding  light, 
Where  stranger  smiles  enkindle  love, 

And  stranger  hearts  delight ; 
Yet  oh  !  they  call  the  memory  back, 

As  meteor-like  they  glide, 
To  tell  how  kind  our  early  friends, 

How  sweet  our  own  fireside. 

3  My  native  hills,  still  dear  to  me, 

Wherever  I  may  roam, 
With  lofty  pride,  with  cherished  love, 

I'll  think  on  thee,  my  home.    , 
For  rooted  in  thy  rock-bound  shore, 

The  noblest  virtues  grow ; 
And  beauty's  choicest  flowers  are  culled 

From  out  thy  highland  snow. 

4  Then  give  me  back  my  native  hills, 

Rough,  rugged,  though  they  be, 
No  other  clime,  no  other  land 
Is  half  so  dear  to  me. 


■T.  LECTION'. 

Affection's  ties  around  my  home 
Like  ivy  tendrils  twine  : 

My  love,  n  and  my  pra 

My  native  bills,  arc  thine. 


Thanksgiving  Hymn.  7s  &  6a. 

1  'T>  |  r  i^e  and  adoration. 

1     Dear  Jesus,  that  we  bring, 

A  grateful  hem's  thanksgiving, 
To  thee,  our  Heavenly  King. 

Our  many  sins  fbrgii 
Accept  our  youthful  . 

Oh  !  tune  our  hearts  and  voices 
Aright  to  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thy  watchful  care  has  led  us 

Through  many  a  dangerous  way : 

is  thy  kind  hand  has  fed  U3 

On  each  returning  d 
In  every  earthly  pleasure. 

TVe  would  thy  goodness  see ; 
For  every  earthly  treasure, 

We  render  thanks  to  thee. 

3  But,  more  than  all,  we  bless  thee, 

For  Him  who  has  come  down, 
And  mortal  sorrow  tasted, 

To  purchase  us  a  crown. 
He  left  a  home  celestial, 

A  realm  of  light  and  bliss, 


30  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION, 

To  live  a  homeless  stranger 
In  such  a  world  as  this. 

4  Reveal  thy  loving  spirit 

To  every  waiting  heart  ; 
That  we  may  grace  inherit, 

And  choose  the  better  part. 
And  when  our  days  are  ended, 

And  time  shall  be  no  more ; 
"We'll  join  the  choir  of  heaven, 

And  praise  thee  evermore. 


27.  Coasting. 

Normal  Singer,  lift. 

1  pOME  out,  come  out,  this  wintry  day, 
^     To  sport  and  play  with  me ; 

Our  books  and  slates  put  far  away, 

From  study  now  be  free ; 
While  sliding  down  the  hill, 

Over  the  clear,  white  snow. 

2  Oh  !  who's  afraid  of  winter's  day, 

Its  cold,  its  ice.  or  snow  ? 
What  though  we  miss  the  sun's  warm  ray, 

What  though  the  winds  do  blow, 
While  sliding  down  the  hill, 

Over  the  clear,  white  snow  ? 

3  Then  haste,  companions,  haste  away, 

The  day  is  cold  and  still ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  31 

We'll  have  some  noble  sport  to-day, 

A-sliding  down  the  lilli, 
A-sliding  down  the  hill, 

Over  the  clear,  white  snow. 


Boat  Song. 

T IGHTLY  row  ! 

Lightly  row ! 
O'er  the  glassy  waves  we  go ; 
Smoothly  glide ! 
Smoothly  glide  ! 
On  the  sileut  tide  ; 
Let  the  winds  and  waters  be 
Mingled  with  our  melody. 
Sing  and  float ! 
Sing  and  float ! 
In  our  little  boat. 


Far  away ! 
Far  away ! 
Echo  in  the  rocks  at  play, 
Calleth  not, 
Calleth  not 
To  this  lonely  spot  ; 
Only  with  the  sea-bird's  note 
Shall  our  dying  music  float ; 
j::tly  row! 
Lightly  row ! 
Echo's  voice  is  low  1 


Normal  Singer,  14^ 


£2  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Lightly  row ! 

Lightly  row ! 
O'er  the  glassy  waves  we  go ; 
Smoothly  glide ! 
Smoothly  glide ! 
On  the  silent  tide ; 
Let  the  winds  and  waters  be 
Mingled  with  our  melody; 
Sing  and  float ! 
Sing  and  float! 
In  our  little  boat. 


£v*  Fisher's  Song. 

Normal  Singer,  143. 

1  TTP  and  down  all  day  long, 

u     Life  is  gliding  like  our  song; 
Up  and  down  all  day  long, 

Gliding  like  our  song ; 
On  the  restless  sea  we  float, 
In  our  little  fisher-boat ; 
Up  and  down  all  day  long, 

Glide  we  like  our  song. 

2  Far  from  care,  far  from  pain, 

Far  from  thought  of  greedy  gain ; 
Far  from  care,  far  from  pain, 

Far  from  thought  of  gain ; 
Over  life's  tempestuous  tide, 
Calmly,  cheerfully  we  ride ; 
Up  and  down  all  day  long 

Glide  we,  like  our  song. 


LEE   AVEKUE   COLLECTION.  I 

JO.  Charming  Little  Valley. 

mat  Singv,  it. 

1  pHARMIXTx  little  valley, 
^     S railing  all  so  ga 

Like  an  angel's  brow, 
Spreading  out  thy  treasures, 
Calling  us  to  pleasures 
Innocent  as  thou 

2  Skies  are  bright  above  thee, 
Peace  and  quiet  love  thee, 

Tranquil  little  dell; 
In  thy  fragrant  bowers, 
Twining  wreaths  of  flowers, 

Love  and  friendship  dwell 

3  May  our  spirits  daily 
Be  like  thee,  sweet  valley 

Tranquil  and  serene — 
Emblems  to  us  given 
Of  the  vales  of  heaven, 

Ever  bright  and  green. 


The  Meadow-Spring. 

ml  Singtr,  ST, 

1  T  ITTLE  cooling  meadow-spring, 
-^     Bright  and  sparkling,  full  and  free, 
Hear  us  while  our  song  we  sing, 
For  it  is  a  song  to  thee. 


34  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  Oft  we  wander  to  thy  brink, 

Faint  and  thirsty,  from  our  play ; 
And  we  gather,  as  we  drink, 
Strength  and  vigor  for  the  day. 

3  Often  on  thy  border  green, 

Plucking  flowers,  we  sit  and  rest ; 
When  we  rise,  ourselves  are  seen, 
Pictured  on  thy  glassy  breast. 

4  Many  joys  to  thee  we  owe, 

Silver  fountain,  cool  and  clear ; 
In  thy  cheerful  stream  we  throw 
Every  care  and  every  fear. 

5  Haste  thee  on,  and  never  stay, 

Bright  and  sparkling,  full  and  free  ; 
"We  will  follow  in  thy  way, 
Singing  still  our  song  to  thee. 


32»  Celebration. 

Anniversary  Hymn*,  li 

1  r*OME,  join  our  celebration, 
^     With  hallowed  songs  of  joy, 
And  on  this  bright  occasion, 

Your  sweetest  notes  employ ; 
Parents  and  friends  invited, 

And  teachers  now  are  here, 
In  purpose  all  united, 

Our  youthful  hearts  to  cheer. 
Come,  join,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  35 

2  Thanks  to  the  God  of  heaven, 

Kind  guardian  of  our  race, 
For  all  the  fa\ 

Beneath  his  smiling  face — 
For  health,  and  strength,  and  reasa 

And  friendship  unalloyed, 
And  every  pleasant  season 

In  Sunday-schools  enjoyed. 
Come,  join,  kc. 

3  Thanks  for  the  kind  protection 

God's  arm  has  thrown  around, 
And  for  that  sweet  affection 

He  causes  to  abound 
In  those  who're  watching  o'er  us, 

With  many  an  anxious  sigh, 
And  seeking  to  restore  us 

To  peace  and  heavenly  joy. 
Come,  join,  &c. 

4  May  God  with  many  a  blessing 

Reward  their  toil  and  care. 
And  hear  them  while  addressing 

His  throne  in  fervent  prayer ; 
And  may  his  love  constraining, 

Our  youthful  spirits  bow, 
And  grace  forever  reigning, 

Our  inmost  souls  endow. 
Come,  join,  &c. 


36  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

33,  The  Brave  Old  Oak. 

Young  Melodist,  36. 

1  A  SONG-  of  the  oak — the  brave  old  oak 
***•    Who  hath  ruled  in  this  land  so  long  1 
Here's  health  and  renown  to  his  broad  green 

crown, 
And  his  fifty  arms  so  strong. 
There  is  fear  in  his  frown  when  the  sun  goes 
down, 
And  the  fire  in  the  west  fades  out, 
And  he  showeth  his  might  on  a  wild  midnight, 
"When  the  storms  through  his  branches  shout. 
Then  sing  to  the  oak,  the  brave  old  oak, 

Who  hath  ruled  in  this  land  so  long, 
And  still  flourish  he,  a  hale  green  tree, 
When  a  hundred  years  are  gone. 

2  He  saw  the    rare    times   when    the    Christmas 

chimes 

Were  a  merry  sound  to  hear, 
And  the  squire's  wide  hall,  and  the  cottage  small, 

Were  full  of  good  English  cheer. 
And  all  the  day  to  the  rebeck  gay 

They  frolicked  with  lovesome  swains. 
They  are  gone !  they  are  dead ! 
In  the  church-yard  laid — 

But  the  tree,  he  still  remains. 

Then  sing  to  the  oak,  &c 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


37 


34.  May  Shout. 

x-  Elementary,  T*. 

1  AH  !  the  lovely,  lovely  May  ! 
^     Ever  welcome,  ever  g 
When  by  vale  and  mountain, 
When  by  brook  and  fountain, 
Flow'rets  bloom  and  insects  play, 
In  the  lovely,  lovely  1 

Oh !  the  lovely,  lovely  May ! 
Ever  welcome,  ever  g 
Charming,  charmisg.  charming,  charm- 
ing, charming,  lovely  May. 


38  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Oh  !  how  fresh  the  morning  air ! 
Oh !  how  lovely  all  things  are ! 

Birds  so  gayly  singing, 
"Woods  and  meadows  ringing, 
Buds  and  blossoms  fresh  and  bright, 
Leaves  so  green,  enchanting  sight — 
Oh  !  the  lovely,  &c. 

3  Hark  !  the  universal  shout  1 
Nature's  fairest  forms  are  out ! 

Lambs  are  bleating,  skipping, 
Bees  are  buzzing,  sipping, 
Walk  or  ride,  or  row  the  boat, 
Stand  or  fall,  or  sink  or  float — 
Oh  1  the  lovely,  &c. 


35«      May  Come3  Laughing  o'er  the  Plain. 

School  Singer,  88 

1  TA,  la,  la!  la,  la,  la! 

-^     May  comes  laughing  o'er  the  plain, 
La,  la,  la !  la,  la,  la ! 

Herald  of  young  Summer  s  reign, 
La,  la,  la !  la,  la,  la ! 

Breathing  sweetness  through  the  bowers, 
Tinting  with  bright  hues  the  flowers. 
See !  she  waves  her  magic  hand, 
See  !  she  waves  her  magic  hand ; 
Life  and  beauty  round  her  play ; 
'Tis  the  joyous  month  of  May. 

Laughing  May,  joyous  May, 
Lovely  May,  smiling  May, 
Happy  May,  laughing  May, 
Comes  laughing  o'er  the  plain. 


LEE   A.VENTJE  COLLECTION.  3$ 

2  La,  la,  la !  la,  la,  la ! 

Winter's  cold  and  leafless  bough, 
La,  la,  la !  la,  la,  la  ! 

Blushes  at  her  presence  now, 
La,  la,  la !  la,  la,  la ! 
On  the  bush  the  linnet  sings, 
In  the  brnke  the  wild  flower  springs ; 
Sporting  nymphs  and  happy  swains 
Roam  the  fresh  enamelled  plains ; 
Every  living  thing  doth  .say, 
'Tis  the  joyous  month  of  May. 
Laughing  May,  &c. 


The  Bright  Rosy  Morning. 

Musical  Bouquet,  181. 

1  THE  bright,  rosy  morning 
A      Peeps  over  the  hills. 
"With  blushes  adorning 

The  meadows  and  fields ; 

While  the  merry,  merry,  merry  horn 

Calls  come,  come  away, 
Awake  from  your  slumbers, 

And  hail  the  new  day. 

2  The  deer,  roused  before  us, 

Away  seems  to  fly, 
And  pants  to  the  chorus 
Of  hounds  in  full  cry  ; 
While  the  merry,  &a 


40  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

37.  The  Cheerful  School  Song. 

Musical  Bouquet,  N 

1  AH  !  'tis  sweet  to  sing  a  cheerful  song, 

^     It  makes  one  happy,  happy  all  day  long ' 

And  when  at  eve,  our  school  we  leave, 

The  melody  still  cheers  us  home. 

We  love  our  home,  we  love  our  friends, 

Our  parents'  smile,  what  joy  it  sends 

To  hearts  like  ours,  so  full  of  song. 

We're  happy,  happy  all  day  long. 

La,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la !  &c. 

2  Oh !  we  love  tfj  learn  of  teachers  kind, 

To  cultivate  our  hearts  and  store  our  minds. 
Our  knowledge  thus  shall  bless  us  here, 
And  make  us  useful  everywhere. 
And  when  our  slates  and  books  put  by, 
Our  music  hooks  their  place  supply ! 
Oh !  then  'tis  sweet  to  join  the  lay, 
Ana  sing  the  happy  hours  away. 

La,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la,  la!  &c. 


38.  Morning  Song. 

Normal  Singer,  2J 

1    A  WAY  with  your  slumbers,  the  bright  mornl» 
-"-        skies 

Proclaim  the  glad  sun  now  is  ready  to  rise, 
The  birds  are  all  singing,  and  this  is  their  song, 
"Awake,  you   are   sleeping,  you  are  sleeping  t 
long." 

The  birds,  &c. 


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41 


2  Oh  1    who  can  be  M  the   dew-drops   so 

jbt, 

Are  sparkling  with  pleasure  to  welcome  the  light ; 
The  willows  bend  low  with  th  to   the 

ground, 
And  flowers  are  all  offering  their  incense  around. 
The  birds, 

I  The  sun  looks  with  smiles  on  the    loving    and 

Who  wander  together,  enjoying  his  light ; 
In  pleasure  they  shout,  and  in  harmony  join, 
And  sing  of  the  care  of  the  Father  Divine. 
The  birds,  Ac 


V|9.  Winter  and  Spring. 

1  "  A  DIBIT,  adieu."  father  Winter  said 

""■     To  the  world,  when  about  to  quit  it, 
With  his  old  white  wig  half  off  his  head, 
As  if  never  made  to  fit  it. 

2  "  Adieu  !  I'm  off  to  the  rocks  and  caves, 

To  leave  all  here  behind  me ; 
Or  perhaps  I'll  sink  in  the  northern  waves, 
So  deep  that  none  can  find  me. 

3  "  Good  luck  !  good  luck  to  your  hoary  locks," 

Said  the  gay  young  Spring,  advancing; 
"Go  take  your  nap  'mid  the  caves  and  rocks, 
While  I  o'er  the  earth  am  dancing. 


42  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  "  There's  not  a  spot  where  your  foot  has  trod, 

You  hard,  old  clumsy  fellow, 
Not  a  hill  or  vale  or  single  sod, 
But  what  I  have  got  to  mellow. 

5  "  And  I  shall  spread  them  o'er  with  grass, 

That  will  look  so  fresh  and  cheering ; 
None  will  regret  that  they  let  you  pass 
Far  out  of  sight  and  hearing. 

6  "The  fountains  you  lock  up  so  tight, 

When  I  shall  give  a  sunning, 
Will  sparkle  in  my  gladdening  light, 
And  the  brooks  will  set  a  running. 

7  "  The  boughs  you've  caked  all  o'er  with  ice, 

'Tis  chilling  to  behold  them, 
I  stick  them  round  with  buds  so  nice, 
My  breath  alone  can  unfold  them. 

8  "  And  when  the  tree  is  in  blossoms  dressed, 

The  bird  with  her  songs  so  merry, 
Will  come  on  its  limb  to  build  her  nest, 
By  the  sign  of  the  future  cherry. 

9  "  The  air  and  earth  by  their  joyfulness, 

Shall  show  the  good  I'm  doing, 
And  the  skies  beam  down  with  smiles  to  bles^ 
The  course  that  I'm  pursuing." 

10  Said  Winter,  then  :   "  I  would  have  you  learn, 
By  me,  my  gay  new-comer, 
To  push  off  too  when  it  comes  your  turn, 
And  yield  your  place  to  Summer/' 


43 

'»  Song  of  Gladness. 

:.na,  44. 
1     CIN 

mess 
if  green ; 
!r  now  our  waving  banners 

Pours  its  choral  mel 

a  bringing 

Roc'  s,  and  tower  and  dwell* 

ing  chorus  round. 

hat  doth  keep  us 
While  our  years  are  :. 
Pouri 

ye. 
Cow./ 

Are 

•.ver. 

- 

his  love,  all  love  surpassing! 
How  his  only  Son  Ik-  g 
On  the  cruel  cress  to  si 
From  its  doom  * 

,11  you  hear  the  - 

Come,  oh  !  LOiue,  and  share  his  glory 
In  the  worldz-  cf  light  above. 
Sing,  i*hl  sing; 


44  LEE  JLVENUE   COLLECTION. 

41.       Awake  the  Song  of  Merry  Greeting. 

Normal  Singer,  44. 

1  A  "WAKE  the  song  of  merry  greeting, 
•^    Sing  tra  la,  la  la,  la  la  la; 
The  notes  inspiring,  joy  repeating, 

Sing  la  la,  la  la,  la  la  la ; 
Let  mirth  to  wisdom  tribute  pay, 
But  yet  be  merry  when  we  may. 

Sing  la  la,  la  la,  la  la  la, 

Sing  la  la,  la  la,  la  la  la, 

Sing  la  la,  la  la,  la  la  la. 

2  Though  care  will  come,  and  tribulation, 
We'll  sigh  not  in  th'  anticipation ; 
For  joy  will  soon  each  grief  dispel 
From  hearts  where  love  and  friendship  dwell 


tc<£  Roaming. 

Musical  Bouquet,  184. 

1  TTP  and  down,  o'er  hills  and  meads, 
u  Riding,  walking,  quick,  or  slow, 
On  wherever  fancy  leads, 

O'er  the  fair,  bright  world  I'll  go, 
Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 

O'er  the  fair,  bright  world  I'll  gow 

2  Light  of  heart,  with  courage  high, 

Merrily  I  take  my  way ; 
What  I  this  time  come  not  nigh, 
I  may  find  some  other  day. 
Yes,  yes,  yes,  &c. 

8  People  good,  and  free,  and  kind, 
Meet  my  eye  in  every  place  ; 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

Near  the  cheerful  hearth  and  board 
Still  the  wanderer  finds  a  place. 
Yes.  3 

Ne'er  in  loneliness  I  pine. 

For  I  march  to  music  I 
Friend,  if  thou  the  song  can  join, 

Take  thy  staff  and  come  with  me. 


43.  The  Woodland  Call. 

Flora's  Festlral,  61. 

1  pOME,  come  to  the  woodland,  come  away; 
^  Come  away  ; 

Ye  maids  and  youths,  'tis  holiday, 

Come  away ; 
The  air  is  sunny,  but  not  so  sweet. 
As  under  the  shade  where  the  fairies  meet. 
Ye  lads  and  lasses,  so  blithe  ami  - 
Haste  to  the  wild  wood,  oh  !  haste  away. 

2  Haste,  haste,  while  the  noontide  sun  rides  high, 

Haste  away; 
On  the  green  sward  where  the  stream  runs  by, 

Haste  away ; 
We'll  trip  it  merrily  o'er  the  green, 
The  goodliest  company  e'er  was  seen. 
Ye  lads  and  lasses,  &c. 

3  And  when  tired,  we  will  rest  beneath  the  oak, 

Haste  away  ; 
Or  pluck  wild  dowers  that  kiss  the  brook, 

Haste  away; 
Or  pipe  the  reed,  or  the  song  we'll  sing, 
For  those  who  dance  in  the  elfin  ring. 

Ye  lads  and  lasses,  kc. 


46  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

4  And  at  eve,  when  the  sun's  last  ray  departs, 
Come  away ; 
We'll  homeward  wend  with  joyful  hearts, 

Come  a  way  ; 
"We'll  smiling  part  in  the  moon's  soft  light, 
And  bid  each  other  a  kind  good  night. 
Ye  lads  and  lasses,  &c 


44.    u  Brightly  Gleam  the  Sparkling  Rills." 

Flora's  Festiv.'U,42. 

1  "DRIG-HTLY,  brightly  gleam  the  sparkling  rills, 

Summer,  summer,  sleeps  on  verdant  hills ; 

Amid  the  shades  we  rambling  stray 

Where  cooling  fountains  sportive  play ; 

Pealing,  pealing  come  the  laugh  and  shout; 

While  gayly  we  sing  till  the  old  forests  ring 
With  the  joy  of  our  merry  rout, 
With  the  joy  of  our  merry  rout. 

2  Odors,  odors  load  the  summer  air, 
Music,  music  sweetly  echoes  there ; 
And  brightest  maids,  with  softest  glance, 
There  join  the  song,  and  lead  the  dance  ; 
Pealing,  pealing,  come  the  laugh  and  shout, 
While  gayly  we  sing,  till  the  old  forests  ring 

With  the  joy  of  our  merry  rout,  &c. 

3  Faintly,  faintly,  sounds  the  distant  fall ; 
Lightly,  lightly,  woodland  echoes  call, 
And  in  their  voice  we  deem  we  hear 
The  tones  of  friends  once  gay  and  dear, 
Pealing,  pealing  join  the  laugh  and  shout, 
While  g^yly  we  sing:,  till  the  old  forests  ring 

With  the  joy  of  our  merry  rout,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION'.  47 

45.  Child's  "  Happy  New  Year." 

I  Concert  Hymns,  Si. 

1  K   SWEET  little  maiden  awoke  from  her  slumbexs, 
-"■     When  first  the  bright  morning  began  to  *j>- 

And  when  in  his  glory  the  sun  rose  upon  her, 
She  sprang  up  and  wished  him  a  Year, 

"  I  thank  you,  my  darling,"  the  sun  gayly  said, 
As  on  her  bright  ringlets  his  blushes  he  shed ; 

a  something,  pray,  what  shall  it  be, 
As  a  token  for  all  your  kind  wishes  to  me  ? 

2  "I'll  give  you.  sweet  maiden,  the  light  of  my 

To  greet  you  and  guide  you  wherever  you  stray ; 
And  when  clouds  of  sorrow  your  path  overshadow, 
The  gleam  of  my  arrows  shall  drive  them  away. 
Come  now  in  life's  morning,  when  all  tilings  are 

thine, 
And  give  thy  young  heart  to  thy  Maker  and  mint; 
And  then  when  thy  sun  in  the  west  goeth  down, 
He'll  set  thee  forever  a  gem  in  his  crown." 

\   Vhe  child  was  delighted  to  hear  the  sun  talking, 
As  upward  in  glory  he  went  on  Lis  way ; 
^.nd  she   said  to  herself,  When   comes  the  still 

evening, 
111  wish  the  stars  also,  and  see  w  say. 

She  did ;  and  found  out  that  they  too  had"  a  tongue, 
And  hymned  their  Creator  in  triumphant  song ; 
And  not  only  they,  but  there  broke  on  her  ear, 
From  all  things  around  her  a  happy  Xew  Tear. 


48  LEE   AYEXUE   COLLECTION. 

4b.  I  Covet  not  the  Miser's  Wealth. 

Normal  Slower,  106b 

1  T  COVET  not  the  miser's  wealth, 

I  would  not  be  a  slave : 
If  G-od  will  only  grant  me  health, 

No  higher  boon  I  crave ; 
But  sing  with  thankful,  tuneful  tongue, 
My  morning  and  my  evening  song. 

2  How  many  a  one  in  plenty  swims, 

'Mid  palace,  court,  and  hall, 
And  yet  is  full  of  wants  and  whims, 

And  rinds  no  joy  in  all ; 
The  more  he  has,  the  more  he'll  crave, 
His  cares  end  only  in  the  grave. 

3  They  call  this  world  a  vale  of  gloom  ; 

To  me,  it  seems  so  bright, 
A  garden  gay,  where  roses  bloom, 

And  fragrant  flowers  u 
"Where  every  living,  breathing  thing 
May  share  the  golden  green  of  spring, 

4  So  now  I'll  praise  and  thank  my  God, 

And  bear  a  cheerful  breast ; 
I'll  love  his  ways,  I'll  love  his  word, 

Who  does  for  me  the  best ; 
And  ever  grateful  may  1  be, 
To  Him  who  daily  blesses  me. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  49 

47.  Clasp  Hand  in  Hand. 

Normal  Singar,  It*. 

1  pLASP  band  in  hand,  like  brothers, 
^     Let  heart  with  heart  unite. 
To  pledge  our  faith  and  h< 

right 

Each  voice  and  heart  obeying, 
Bursts  forth  in  glowing  song, 

Through  all  the  laud  rtsounding 
In  echoes  loud  and  1 

2  The  sacred  bond  and  compact 

Xo  distance  shall  undo; 
But  rolling  I  twine  it, 

More  bind  and  true. 

Then  hand  in  hand,  like  brothers, 

Let  heart  with  heart  unite, 
To  pledge  our  faith  and  honor, 

To  hold  and  guard  the  right 


48. 


New  Year. 

Noma!  Sir.gor,  190. 

1  CING,  one  and  all,  with  grateful  hearts, 
^    To  welcome  in  the  gay  new  year] 
Let  every  care  and  trouble  cease, 

And  meet  with  heart  and  mind  at  peace 
The  happy  new 

2  Sing,  one  and  all,  with  grateful  hearts, 
To  welcome  in  the  gay  new  year ! 

Fair  Hope  stands  beck'ning,  bright  and  sweet, 
Ind  seems  to  say,  "Come  now,  and  meet 
The  happy  new  year." 


50  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  Sing,  one  and  all,  with  grateful  hearts, 
To  welcome  in  the  gay  new  year ! 
May  ancient  friendships  never  end, 
But  step  by  step  our  path  attend 

This  happy  new  year. 

4  Sing,  one  and  all,  with  grateful  hearts, 
To  welcome  in  this  gay  new  year ! 
And  let  our  songs  aris-j  to  heaven. 

To  thank  the  Father  who  has  given 
This  happy  new  year. 


49.  Sing  this  Song  with  Me. 

Normal  Singer,  J5. 

1  AK  !  sing  ye  the  merry,  merry  song  with  met 
^  And  let  our  hearts  be  free, 

As  the  wavings  of  ocean,  that  ceaseless  swell, 
And  the  wandering  breezes,  that  ever  tell 
The  music  of  all  we  see. 

2  Oh  !  sing  ye  the  merry,  merry  song,  so  bold ! 

And  sing  of  days  of  old  ; 
When  the  stars  of  the  night  sparkled  bright  a» 

now, 
And  we  pledged  to  continue  forever  true, 

As  when  first  our  chorus  rolled. 

3  Oh !  sing  ye  the  merry,  merry  song  to-night: 

"  And  sing  the  hour's  swifc  flight ! 
Sing  of  Him  who  together  has  brought  us  here, 
Sing  of  Him  who  has  made  us  to  each  so  dear ; 
Oh !  sing  the  glad  song  to-night. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  51 


Lovely  Rose. 

Young  Choir,  1Q& 

AF  late  so  brightly  glowing. 
^  Lovely  B 

We  here  beheld  thee  glowing, 
Lev 
Thou  seem'cUr  some  ar._ 
Summer's  breaih  was  warm  around  thee, 
Summer's  beam  with  beauty  crowned  thee, 
So  sweetly 

The  blast  too  rudely  blowing. 

Lovely  R 
Thy  tender  form  o'erthrowiug, 

Lovely  Rose ; 
Alas  !  hath  laid  thee  low. 
Now  amid  thy  native  I 
Envious  weeds,  with  branehes  spread, 

Unkindly  grow. 


52  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

3  No  fresh'ning  dew  of  morning, 

Lovely  Rose ; 
Thy  infant  buds  adorning, 

Lovely  Rose; 
To  thee  shall  day  restore. 
Zephyrs  soft,  that  late  caressed  thee, 
Evening  smiles,  that  parting  blessed  thee, 

Return  no  more. 


Ti 


51.  The  Rose  that  all  are  Praising. 

Young  Choir,  t& 

pHE  rose  that  all  are  praising, 
Is  not  the  rose  for  me ; 
Too  many  eyes  are  gazing 

Upon  the  costly  tree  : 
But  there's  a  rose  in  yonder  glen, 

That  shuns  the  gaze  of  other  men, 
For  me  its  blossoms  raising: 
Oh  I  that"s  the  rose  for  me. 

2  The  gem  a  king  might  covet, 
Is  not  the  gem  for  me : 

From  darkness  who  would  move  it, 
Save  that  the  world  may  see! 

But  I've  a  gem  that  shuns  display, 
And  next  my  heart  worn  every  day, 

So  dearly  do  L  love  it : 

Oh  I  that's  the  gem  for  me. 

3  Gay  birds  in  cages  pining, 
Are  not  the  birds  for  me; 

Those  plumes  so  brightly  shining, 
Would  tain  fly  off  from  thee : 


LEE   AVE.VUE   COLLECTION.  53 

But  I've  a  bird  that  gayly  sings ; 

Though  free  to  rove,  she  folds  her  winga, 
For  me  her  ing: 

Oh  !  that's  the  bird  for  me, 


Faith  in  God. 

Bdvs'  an  1  Girls'  Singiag  Boot,  1%, 

1  T  KNEW  a  widow  very  poor, 

Who  four  small  childreu  had : 
The  oldest  was  'out  six  years  old, 
A  gentle,  modest  lad. 

2  And  very  hard  this  widow  toiled 

To  feed  her  children  four; 

A  noble  heart  the  mother  had, 

Though  she  was  very  poor. 

3  To  labor,  she  would  leave  her  home, 

For  children  must  be  fed  ; 
And  glad  was  she  when  she  could  buy 
A  shilling's  worth  of  bread. 

4  And  this  was  all  the  children  had 

On  any  day  to  eat  : 
They  drank  their  water,  ate  their  bread, 
But  never  tasted  meat. 

5  One  day  when  snow  was  falling  fast, 

And  piercing  was  the  air, 
I  thought  that  I  would  go  and  see 
How  these  poor  children  were. 


54  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION*. 

6  Ere  long  I  reached  their  cheerless  home  : 
'Twos  searched  by  every  breeze ; 

Whoa  going  in,  the  eldest  child 
I  saw  upon  his  knees. 

1  I  paused,  and  listened  to  the  boy : 
He  never  raised  his  head, 
But  still  went  on,  and  said,  "  Give  us 
This  day  our  daily  bread" 

8  I  waited  till  the  child  was  done, 

Still  listening  as  he  prayed  ; 
And  when  he  rose.  I  asked  him  why 
The  Lord's  prayer  he  had  said. 

9  "Why,  sir,"  said  he,  "this  morning,  when 

My  mother  went  away, 
She  wept,  she  said,  because  she  had 
No  bread  for  us  to-day. 

10  "  She  said  we  children  now  must  starve, 

Our  father  being  dead  ; 
And  then  I  told  her  not  to  cry, 
For  I  could  get  some  bread. 

11  "  *  Our  Father,'  sir,  the  prayer  begins, 

Which  makes  me  think  that  he, 
As  we  have  got  no  father  here, 
"Would  our  kind  father  be. 

12  "  And  then  you  know,  sir,  that  the  pray<a 

Asks  God  for  bread  each  day; 
So  in  the  corner,  sir,  I  went, 

And  that's  what  made  me  pray." 


LEE    AVEN'UE    COLLECTION.  55 

13  1  quickly  left  that  wretched  room, 

And  went  with  :. 
And 

With  food  enough  to 

14  "  I  thought  God  heard  me,"  said  the  boy. 

I  answered  with  a  nod; 
I  could  not  speak,  but  much  I  thought 
Of  that  boy's  faith  in  God. 


53.  "Far,  far  at  Sea." 

Songs  of  Zlon,  % 

1  CTAR  of  peace  !  to  wanderers  weary, 
^     Bright  the  beams  that  smile  on  me; 
Cheer  the  pilot's  vision  dreary, 

Ear.  far  at  sea. 

2  Star  of  .  a  on  the  billow, 

Bless  the  soul  that  sighs  for  thee  ; 
Bless  the  sailor's  lonely  pillow, 
Far,  far  at 

3  Star  of  faith!  when  winds  are  mocking 

All  his  toil,  he  flies  to  thee ; 
Save  him,  on  the  billows  rocking, 
Far,  for  at  sea. 

4  Star  Divine  !  oh  !  safely  guide  him  ; 

Bring  the  wanderer  home  to  thee  : 

Sore  temptations  long  have  tried  him, 

Far,  Jar  at  sea. 


M      J  LEE   AVEN'UE   COLLECTION. 

54.  The  CMld  and  the  Flower. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymn*,  47. 

1  A  S  in  the  open  field  I  strayed, 
•"■     Among  the  grass  I  found 
A  lovely  little  violet, 

Just  peeping  from  the  ground ; 
It  looked  right  up  into  my  face, 

With  such  a  modest  smile, 
That  I  sat  d  )wn  close  by  its  side, 

To  talk  to  it  awhile. 

2  I  asked  the  little  blushing  flower, 

Sot  thinking  that  she  knew, 
If  she  I  me  whence  she  came, 

And  she  replied:  "  I  . 
"  Be  sure,  you  did  ;  but  still,  I  ask, 

Who  made  you?  will  you  tell?" 
She  opened  wide  her  deep  blue  eyes, 

And  said-:  ,;  Dear  child,  I  wilL 

3  "  Come,  put  your  ear  close  to  my  mouth, 

Now,  there's  no  noise  abroad;" 
I  did,  and  listened  a  good  while  ; 

At  last,  she  whispered  :  "GOD." 
Mother,  I  love  the  violet ; 

She  told  the  truth,  I  know ; 
For,  surely,  none  but  He  could  make 

So  sweet  a  flower  to  grow. 


55. 


The  Child  and  the  Flower. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymas,  41, 

1  If  OTHER,  I've  been  to  see  the  flower, 
-^     Which  in  the  field,  I  found, 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  J 7 

And,  would  you  think  it  ?  there  it  lay. 

All  withered  on  the  ground. 
I  kneeled,  and  put  my  ear  close  down 

Lowly  bed. 
And  askc  ■  I  my  drooping  flower, 

And  something  whispered— 

2  The  chill  winds  stirred  its  withered  leaves, 

9  they  seemed  to  a 

"Sweet  flower,  it  makes  us  sad  that  thou 

So  soon  has 
When,  o'er  my  poor  dead  violet, 

My  tears  fell  like  the  rain ; 
It  whispered  to  me:  "  Child,  weep  not, 
For  I  shall  live  ag 

$  Say,  talked  the  flower,  or  did  the  winds 
aell? 
Or  v.  .vii  soul  that  spo1.: 

I'm  sure  I  can  not  tell. 
It  was  the  md  if 

The  dead  flower  shall  rev:. 
Our  flesh  w<-  may  yield  up  in  hope, 
Some  other  day  to  live. 


66.  The  Silently  Falling  Snow. 

Normal  Singer,  101 

1  TN  flakes  of  a  feathery  w" 

'Tis  Idling  so  gently  and  slow ; 
Oh!  pleasant  to  me  is 

ailing  the  snow, 
Snow.  snow,  snow. 
When  silently  foiling  the  snow. 


58  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

2  The  earth  is  all  covered  to-day 

With  mantle  of  radiant  show  , 
It  sparkles  and  shines  in  the  ray, 
In  crystals  of  glittering  snow, 

Snow,  snow,  snow, 
In  crystals  of  glittering  snow. 

3  Oh !  happy  the  snow-birds  I  see, 

While  hopping  and  flittering  they  go 
They  tell  of  a  lesson  to  me, 

While  feeding  in  beautiful  snow, 
Snow,  snow,  snow, 
,    While  feeding  in  beautiful  snow. 

4  The  trees  have  a  burden  of  white, 

It  covers  their  branches,  I  know. 
It  never  forsakes  them  by  night, 

All  day  they  are  playing  with  snow, 

Snow,  snow,  snow, 
All  day  they  are  playing  with  snow. 

6  How  spotless  it  seems,  and  how  pure, 
I  would  that  my  spirit  were  so ! 
Then,  long  as  the  soul  shall  endure, 
More  brightly  I'd  shine  than  the  snow, 

Snow,  snow,  sqow, 
More  brightly  I'd  shine  than  the  snow. 

6  But  soon  with  the  breath  of  the  spring, 
Down  streamlets  and  rivers  'twill  flowj 
The  season  of  summer  will  bring 
Bright  flowers  for  silvery  snow, 

Snow,  snow,  snow, 
Bright  flowers  for  silvery  snow. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION  SO 

57.  The  Sabbath-School  Hall. 

Air.  ••<>;■!  Arm-chair." 

1  T\TE  love  it,  we  love  it.  and  who  shall  dare 

'     To  cfc  r  lingering  with  tenderness 

il  cherish  it  long  as  a  holy  spot, 
memory  will  Dot!" 

Tia  bound  by  s  thousand  bands  to  my  h 
—not  a  link  will  e 
Would  ye  learn  the  spell?  'tis  the  dearest  of  all, 
And  a  sacred  thing  is  the  Sabbath-School  HalL 

2  We've  trodden  its  portals  full  many  a  day, 
"When  our  spirits  were   light,  and  our  hearts 

gay ; 

Months  rolled  away,  while  we  labored  there. 

Secluded  from  sorrow  and  worldly  care. 

Say  it  is  folly,  and  deem  us 

While  the  scalding  tears  steal  down  our  cheek : 
Still  we  love  it.  we  love  it.  the  dearest  of  all. 
And  we'll  ever  remember  th  .School  Hall 


A1 


58.  The  Fourth  of  July. 

rs&ry  Book,  54. 

SONG  for  the  day  beaming  o'er  us ! 
An  anthem  of  juvenile 
A  rapturous,  soul-stirring  chorus  1 
For  this  is  the  Fourth  of  Ju 

Then  send  up  the  soul-stirring  chorus, 
For  this  is  the  Fourth  of  J- 
this  is  the  Fourth  of  Jk 
is  Fourth  of  July  ! 


60  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Long  since,  on  this  day  of  defial, 

Our  fathers  fought  kings  with  their  pot 
Their  children,  if  put  to  the  trial, 
Would  sign  that  bold  paper  again. 

"Would  sign  that  bold  paper  again,  &c 

3  The  patriot  band  was  assembled, 

The  tyrants  of  earth  to  defy  ; 
And  tyrants  have  ever  since  trembled 
To  hear  of  the  Fourth  of  July. 

To  hear  of  the  Fourth  of  July,  &c 

4  They  wish  that  old  Time  would  absorb  it, 

Or  let  it  unnumbered  go  by ; 
But  Time  rolls  around  in  his  orbit, 
And  brings  a  new  Fourth  of  July. 

He  brings  a  new  Fourth  of  July,  <fcc. 

5  With  very  benevolent  reason 

God  gives  us  the  bright  summer  sky ; 
And  just  in  the  height  of  the  season 
He  sends  us  the  Fourth  of  July. 

He  sends  us  the  Fourth  of  July,  &a 

6  Our  fathers,  in  warlike  employment, 

Determined  to  conquer  or  die ; 
But  ours  is  a  peaceful  enjoyment, 
The  fruit  of  their  Fourth  of  July. 

The  fruit  of  their  Fourth  of  July,  &c. 

7  Our  States  in  fraternal  communion, 

All  traitors  and  foes  shall  defy, 

So  long  as  we  cling  to  the  •'Union," 

And  honor  the  Fourth  of  July. 

And  honor  the  Fourth  of  July,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  61 

8  Be  withered  the  hand  that  would  sever 

Our  hallowed  confederate  tie; 
Qur  -  Uni"N"  ne  cherished  fix 

And  honored  our  Fourth  of  July. 

And  honored  our  Fourth  of  July.  &c 

9  Now;  up  with  the  voice  of  thanksgiving 

r  on  high ; 

And  while  in  the  land  of  the  living, 
Still  honor  the  Fourth  of  July. 
Still  honor  the  Fourth  of  Jui ; 


59. 


The  Declaration. 

-    Anniversary  Book,  6$. 

1  Y\  E  come,  we  come,  a  little  band, 

'        As  children  of  the  nation ; 
"We're  joined  in  heart,  we're  joined  in  hand, 
To  keep  the  Declaration. 

2  We  come,  we  come,  with  joyful  eyes, 

We  fear  no  usurpation ; 
Our  fathers  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  keep  the  Declaration. 

3  We  come,  we  come — 'tis  freedom  s  cause 

Excites  our  admiration ; 
Columbia's  sons  maintain  her  laws, 
And  keep  the  Declaration. 

4t  We  come,  we  come,  with  garlands  bright, 
To  crown  with  approbation 
Our  land,  which  marches  in  her  might, 
To  keep  the  Declaration. 


$2  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

5  We  come,  we  come — to  God  be  praise, 

For  our  exalted  station ; 
We  thank  him  for  such  happy  days, 
And  keep  the  Declaration. 

6  We  come,  we  come — we  soon  must  die, 

And  so  must  all  our  nation: 

We'll  not  forget  the  prize  on  high, 

Yet  keep  the  Declaration.  . 


60. 


My  Native  Land. 

S.  S.  Anniversary  B<x>k,  10* 

1  T  LOYE  thy  fair  and  verdant  hills; 

A    I  love  thy  vales  which  plenty  tills ; 
I  love  thy  mountains  rude  and  steep, 
And  all  the  storms  which  o'er  them  sweep, 
Oh  !  well  I  love  my  native  land — 
The  land  of  freedom — happy  land ! 

2  I  love  thy  waters,  white  with  sails — 
Thy  soil,  whose  harvest  never  fails — 
Thy  towns,  and  villages,  and  farms, 
And  cities — free  from  foreign  arms ; 

Oh  !  well  I  love.  Ac. 

3  I  love  thy  shrewd  and  hardy  sons, 
For  they  are  brave  and  noble  ones  ; 
And  in  their  bosoms  glow  those  fires 
That  warmed  of  old  their  pilgrim  sires: 

Oh !  well  I  love,  &c. 

4  I  love  thy  daughters — kind  as  fair — 
With  mother's  heart  and  sisters  care — 
With  love  intent  to  soothe  and  save — 
Protect  the  weak,  and  cheer  the  brave: 

Oh!  well  I  love,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  C5 

5  I  lov  .ruard  us  round 

Thy  sacred  courts,  and  Gospel  sound; 
I  bless  the  Hand  that  made  thee  mine, 
And  hail  the  ties  that  make  me  thine  : 
Oh!  well  I  love, 


6L  Freedom's  Natal  Day. 

-7  Book,  71. 

1  T  OUD  raise  the  peal  of  glad:, 
^     Tis  freedom's  □  I 

Our  land  that  once  in  sad: 

Be-moaned  the  tyranl 
In  liberty  rejoi 

And  heeds  no  monarch's  rod : 
Lift  high  your  joyous  voices  ; 
.  lift  them  up  to  God. 

2  CTwaa  he.  whose  wisdom  guided 

:  our  sires ; 
He  o'er  our  arms  presided — 

I  he  the  praise  requires — 
That  gild  our  countr 

make  our  country  blessed : 
To  him  be  all  the  gl 
For  all  those  gifts  pos- 

3  How  rich  the  thought  in  pleasure, 

Xo  despot  can  control ! 
But  richer  far  the  treasure 
freedom  of  the  soul ! 
The  yoke  of  bondage  broken, 

To  worship  God  we're  free — 
To  read  what  he  hath  spoken, 

Or,  reverent,  bow  the  knee. 


64  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

O&t  Our  Anniversary. 

Tune,  Away  the  Bowl. 

S.  S.  Anniversary  Book,  9L 

1  A  SSEMBLED  in  our  school  once  more, 
•^     On  freedom's  natal  day, 

Our  father's  God  we  here  adore, 

And  bless  the  happy  day ; 
The  day  that  saw  our  nation's  birth 
And  freedom  found  a  home  on  earth — 

We  hail  the  day,  the  happy  day ; 
Our  Anniversary. 

2  We  meet  not  now  'mid  boding  fears 

Which  clouded  once  this  day, 
Nor  where  the  helpless  vassal's  tears 

Still  falling  are  to-day. 
No  cruel  despot's  power  we  own, 
And  slavery's  curse  is  here  unknown; 

We're  free  to-day  !  0  happy  day ! 
Our  Anniversary 

3  To  thee,  great  G-od,  the  praise  belongs 

That  we  are  blessed  to-day — 
To  thee  ascend  our  cheerful  songs 

Of  gratitude  to-day. 
'Tw;  s  thy  great  arm,  and  thine  alone, 
Could  shake  the  haughty  tyrant's  throne, 

And  bring  this  day,  this  happy  day, 
Our  Anniversary. 

4  Still  be  thine  arm  of  power  displayed 

In  glorious  majesty, 
Until  the  nations  long  enslaved 
"Rejoice  among  the  ifree. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  65 

Till  freedom's  banner  wide  unfurled, 
Shall  iloat  in  triumph  o'er  the  world. 

And  bring  to  all  a  happy  d 

Like  this,  Our  Aniveisary. 


63«  Come  and  Worship. 

S.  5.  Auir.versAry  Book,  K. 

1  ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
*"•     Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth; 
Ye  who  sang  ereatio 

Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  : 
Come  and  worship — 
Worship  Christ,,  the  new-born  King. 

2  Shepherds,  in  the  field  abi 

Watching  o'er  your  rloeks  by  night; 
God  with  man  is  now  resid 

Yonder  shines  the  heavenly  light. 
Come  and  worship,  4c. 

3  Saints,  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear ; 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending. 
In  his  temple  shall  appear. 
Come  and  worship.  &C, 

4  Sinners,  wrung  with  true  repentance, 

Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains, 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you — break  your  chains. 
Come  and  worship,  &e. 


66  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

64.  The  Notes  of  Joy. 

S.  8.  Anniversary  Bo*k,  W, 

1  IT  ARK!  hark!  the  notes  of  joy 

.         Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 
For  their  sublimest  strains  : 
Some  new. delight  in  heav'n  is  known, 
Loud  ring  the  harps  around  the  throrne, 

2  Hark !  hark !  the  sounds  draw  nigh, 

;  wfui  hosts  descend ; 
Jeai 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend : 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race, 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round, 

Let  BYery  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found, 

"What  pity  he  can  show ;  • 
Ye  winds  that  blow — ye  waves  that  roll — 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole  I 

4  Strike,  strike  the  harps  again, 

To  great  Immanuel's  name ! 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men, 

And  loud  his  grace  proclaim: 
Angels  and  men.  wake  every  string, 
TisGod  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing! 


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67 


65.  A  Mlfe's  a  Man  for  all  that. 

Normal  Singer, ! 

1  WE  will  not  blush  for  poverty, 

' '      Or  hang  our  heads,  and  all  that ; 
Though  wealthy  folks  may  pass  us  by, 
A  man's  a  man  for  all  that ; 


6$  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

For  all  that  and  all  that, 
Oar  toils  obscure,  and  all  that, 
Their  r<iiik  is  but  the  guinea's  stamp— 
A  man's  a  man  for  all  that. 

2  The  king  may  make  a  knight  or  lord, 

A  marquis,  duke,  and  all  that, 
But  honesty  needs  no  reward, 

And  kings  can  never  buy  that ; 

For  all  that  and  all  that, 

The  pride  of  birth,  and  all  that, 
Good  sense  and  worth,  o'er  all  the  earth 

Are  better  things  than  all  that 

3  Then  let  us  pray  that  come  it  may, 

As  come  it  will  for  all  that, 
When  with  the  might  shall  be  the  right, 

And  truth  shall  reign,  and  all  that ; 

For  all  that  and  all  that, 

'Tis  coming  still,  for  all  that, 
When  man  with  man,  the  wide  world  o'er, 

Shall  brothers  be,  and  all  that. 


66. 


Be  Happy  and  Good. 

Normal  Singer,  1L8L 

"DE  happy  and  good  ! 

Be  happy  and  good ! 
Let  knowledge  and  wisdom  incite  thee, 
Let  virtue  and  truth  e'er  delight  thee ; 

Be  happy  and  good ! 

Be  happy  and  good  1 

Be  happy  and  good  I 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION".  69 

2  Be  happy  and  good  I 

So  smfli&g  thee, 

And  .  true  pleasure  deny  thee  j 

happy  and  good. 

3  Be  happy  and  good ! 

loon  and  ti.  ieir  beauty 

W'iil  U  thy  way  and  thy  duty; 

Be  happy  and  good  ! 

4  Be  happy  and  g 

A  little  will  serve  to  delight 
And  nothing  shall  ever  affright  thee ; 
Be  i  .od! 


A  Good  Name. 


1  PVER  chooae  it. 
■^    Ne'er  refos 


IfnaiMl  Bouquet,  4 


'Tis  a  precious  diadem  ; 
tly  prize  it, 

You  will  ne^d  it  when  you're  men. 

Love  and  chei : 
p  and  Doari 

Tis  more  precious,  far,  than  - 
Watch  and  guard  it, 
Don  i 

You  will  need  it  when  you're  old. 


TO  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

68.  The  Good  and  the  Kind. 

Normal  Singer,  St. 

1  THE  good  and  the  kind 

A    Find  flowers  in  their  path  ever  springing, 
And  angels  around  ever  singing ; 
The  good  and  the  kind. 

2  The  good  and  the  kind 

In  simplest  of  blessings  find  pleasure, 
And  ever  enjoy  a  rich  treasure  ; 
The  good  and  the  kind. 

3  The  good  and  the  kind 
Rejoice  in  the  sunlight  of  heaven, 
And  peacefully  welcome  the  even  ; 

The  good  and  the  kind. 

4  The  gcod  and  the  kind 

Are  useful,  and  shrink  not  from  labor, 
To  serve  brother,  kindred,  or  neighbor ; 
The  good  and  the  kind. 

6  The  good  and  the  kind, 

By  kindness  their  piety  proving, 
"Will  dwell  with  the  pure  and  the  loving* 
The  good  and  the  kind. 


69.  Be  Careful  of  Your  Money,  Boys. 

..'  Elementary,  10& 

1  YTHEX  life  is  full  of  health  and  glee, 
' '      Work  thou  as  busy  as  a  bee, 
And  take  this  gentle  hint  from  me — 
Be  careful  of  your  money ; 


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Bo  careful  of  your  money,  boys, 
Be  careful  of  your  ir. 

You'll  find  it  true  that  friends  are  lew, 
When  you  are  short  of  money. 

But  do  not  shut  sweet  mercy's  door, 

Nor  coldly  turn  away  the  po 

To  help  the  I  your  store, 

areful  of  your  m<  i 
Be  careful  of  your  money,  boys, 

UT  money; 
To  Ik  i hat  sock  your  door, 

Be  careful  of  your  money. 


TO.  Idlers. 

Musi.-al  Gem?,  1T-L 

1  CO  goes  it  with  idlers;  they're  laughed  at  by  all; 
^   They  lounge  all  the  summer  and  sleep  all  the 
falL 

with  idlers,  ha.  ha,  ha,  ha! 
Ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha.   ha.  ha,   ha,   ha, 
ha,  ha  ! 

9  When  winter  oVrtakes  them  they're  hungry  and 
cold. 
And  then  they  complain  of  hard  times  and  no 
gold. 

So  goes  it,  ftc, 

3  At   school   they  learn   nothing   but   mischievous 
play. 
And  when  they  are  older,  have  nothing  to  say. 
So  govs  ir.  fta 


72  LEE   AVEXUE   COLLECTION. 

4  They're  shunned  by  the  learned ;  they're  lazy  and 

poor, 
And  soon  they're  compelled  to  beg  bread  at  your 
door. 

So  goes  it,  &c. 

5  So  goes  it  with  idlers :  they're  laughed  at  by  all ; 
They  lounge  all  the  summer  and  sleep  all  the  fall 

So  goes  it,  &c. 


71.  A  Long  Pull,  and  a  Strong  Pull. 

Normal  Singer,  1S9. 

1  "AIOW  hearts  and  hands,  their  strength  uniting^ 
-^      Boldly  brave  life's  waves  and  winds ; 
Fresh  courage  every  foe  exciting, 

Naught  should  hinder  willing  minds — 
With  a  long  pull,  and  a  strong  pull, 

And  a  pull  altogether, 
Hard  work  or  hard  weather, 
Your  duty  fulfill. 

2  "When  duty  calls  through  toil  and  danger 

Firmly  by  each  other  stand ; 
To  friend,  to  foe,  to  brother,  stranger, 
Ever  lend  a  helping  hand — 
Tfith  a  long  pull,  &C 

3  Now  hearts  and  hands,  their  strength  uniting, 

Boldly  brave  life's  waves  and  winds ; 
Fresh  courage  every  foe  exciting, 

Naught  should  hinder  willing  minds — 
With  a  long  pull,  &c. 


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72.  Christmas  Jubilee. 

S.  S.  Annircnary  Bi/ok,  9& 

1  T  OYFUL  hail  the  jubilee  of  earth  ; 
^      Children's  voices  high  ascending, 

With  cherubic  strains  are  blending, 
Joyful  hail  the  jubilee  of  earth. 

2  Tis  the  Saviour's  love  inspires  the  song, 

•■very  note  of  sadne.-s, 
Filling  every  heart  with  gladness; 
Tis  the  Saviour's  love  inspires  the  song. 

I  See  the  Day  spring  dawning  from  on  high  ; 
Through  the  night  of  d  learning— 

Doubt  and  sorrow  flee  its  beaming  ; 
See  the  Day-spring  dawning  from  on  high. 

4  Peace  on  earth,  and  joy.  are  now  complete : 
Oh  !  that  all  might  hear  the  story ; 
All  behold  the  Gospel-glory  ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  joy,  are  now  complete, 

6  Hallelujah !  to  the  new-born  King ; 
In  each  heart  his  throne  be  seated, 
By  each  tongue  his  praise  repeated; 
Hallelujah  !  to  the  new-born  King. 

6  Loud,  and  yet  more  loud  hosanna3  raise! 
Hear  them,  distant  isles  of  ocean, 
Heathen,  catch  the  glad  emotion  ; 
Loud,  and  yet  more  loud  hosannas  raise  1 


74  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

73.  With  Songs  of  Eejoicing. 

S.  S.  Anniversary  Book,  99, 

1  "WITH  songs  of  rejoicing,  hosanna,  and  praise, 

To  Jesus  our  oiFrings  we  bring ; 
Though  humble  our  tribute,  and  feeble  our  lays, 
Yet  he  will  attend  when  we  sing. 

2  He  is  the  good  Shepherd  whose  bounty  and  grace 

The  sheep  of  his  pasture  may  sh 
The  wants  of  the  least  in  his  bosom  have  place, 
But  the  lambs  are  his  tenderest  care. 

3  He  loves  to  watch  o'er  them,  to  bear  them  along, 

And  safe  in  his  arms  they  shall  rest ; 
For  while   he   protects   them,  what   danger   can 
wrong 
Or  pluck  from  his  sheltering  breast? 

4  0  Saviour  in  heaven !  we  pray  thee  attend, 

And  grant  in  compassion  our  prayer ! 
Be  thou  our  good  Shepherd,  our  Father,  and  Friend, 
And  we,  the  dear  lambs  of  thy  care ! 


74.  A  Christinas  Hymn. 

S.  S.  Anniversary  Book,  106. 

1  f\    HAPPY  day!    0  happy  day!    when  mercy, 
"     mercy  smiled, 

And  beamed  from  heaven  in  cloudless  ray, 
On  Bethle'm's  lovely  child  ; 


LEE  AVEXUE   COLLECTION.  10 

Then  angel's  sang  in  holy  mirth,  Li  holy  mirth,  in 

holy  mirth, 
*  Good  will  to  man  and  peace  on  earth." 

They  all  sang-  joyfully  ; 
0  happy  day !  0  happy  day !  when  mercy,  mercy 

smiled, 
0  happy  day!    0  happy  day!    thus  joyfully  sing 


That  Saviour  came  from  heaven  to  earth, 

To  raise  earth  up  to  heaven  ; 
Let  old  and  young  extol  his  worth, 

Wh  i  him  is  given. 

Children  shall  praise  his  blessed  name,  his  blessed 

name,  his  blessed  name ; 
Their  hearts  shall  feel  love's  hallowed  flame, 

While  of  their  Lord  they  sing ; 
0  happy  day !    0  happy  day,  when  mercy,  merer 

smiled  ; 
When  mercy  smiled  and  gave  to  man  a  Saviour 
in  their  King. 


75.  Sabbath-School  Band. 

Sunday-School  Harmonist,  18. 

1  TO  the  Sunday-school  we're  going, 

And  God's  love  our  hearts  o'erflowing, 
And  to  whom  all  favors  owing. 
In  the  blest  Sabbath-school. 

We're  a  band  of  chfldren, 

We're  a  band  of  children, 

We're  a  band  of  children, 

Of  the  Sabbath-school. 


76  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Here  the  truths  of  inspiration, 
Being  read  with  admiration, 
And  with  souls  of  adoration, 

%  In  the  blest  Sabbath-school. 
We're  a  band,  &c. 

3  Here  the  words  of  life  are  learning, 
And  our  youthful  hearts  are  burning 
With  Christ's  love,  to  whom  we're  turning^ 

In  the  blest  Sabbath-school. 
We're  a  band,  &c. 

4  Here  the  plan  of  true  salvation 
Is  enjoyed  with  admiration, 
And  with  souls  of  adoration, 

In  the  blest  Sabbath-school 
.  We're  a  band,  &c. 

6  Yea,  the  prospect  is  most  cheering, 
And  the  children  most  endearing, 
When  we  see  them  heavenward  steering^ 
In  the  blest  Sabbath-school. 

With  our  band  of  teachers, 
With  our  band  of  teachers, 
With  our  band  of  teachers, 
And  with  parents  at  their  sida 

6  When  our  days  on  earth  are  ended, 
May  our  hearts,  by  love  cemented, 
And  in  Christ  die  all  contented, 
In  the  same  Sabbath-school. 

With  our  band  of  teachers, 

With  our  band  of  teachers, 

With  our  band  of  teachers, 

And  our  parents  there  the 


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The  Opening  Year. 

S.  S.   Anniversary  Book,  14». 

1  TO  own  his  gracious  care, 

■*■    Whose  goodness  crowns  the  year, 
We  seek  the  house  of  prayer, 
And  worship  in  his  tear; 
With  humble  hearts  our  sins  confess, 
And  ask  his  still-continued  grace. 

2  Here  throng  the  precious  youth, 

In  heavenly  wisdom  taught, 
Who  search  the  word  of  truth, 

With  precious  counsels  fraught; 
To  join  their  faithful  teachers  here, 
And  welcome  in  this  opening  year. 

3  Oh !  bless  the  rising  race  1 

Hereafter  may  they  stand, 
Adorned  with  heavenly  grace, 
As  pillars  in  the  land ; 
And  may  the  care  on  them  bestowed 
Conduct  them  safe  to  thine  abode. 

4  On  nil  who  here  unite, 

1    Shed  down  celestial  rays, 

To  guide  our  paths  aright, 
In  all  our  future  days; 
And  let  this  precious  season  prove 
A  hallowed  hour  of  peace  and  love. 


78  LEE    AYENTTE  COLLECTION. 

*«•  Jesus  our  Eefuge. 

S.  S.  Annirenuu-y  Book,  IM. 

1  WE  children  gathered  here 

' '      Were  but  as  yesterday 
Untaught  our  God  to  fear — 
"Were  never  heard  to  pray  ; 
But  heedless  sought  the  downward  road, 
And  wandered  far  from  heaven  and  G-od, 

2  Our  heavenly  Fathers  love 

Hath  hastened  to  our  aid, 
And  wre  his  goodness  prove, 
And  see  his  power  displayed  ; 
"We  feel  his  sweet  reviving  grace, 
And  seek,  with  willing  hearts,  his  face. 

3  0  Father !  hear  the  prayer 

Our  youthful  hearts  would  raise, 
And  let  thy  guardian  c<Zq 

Protect  our  future  days: 
Our  souls  with  daily  goodness  bless, 
Establish  us  in  righteousness. 


From  Satan's  wily  arts, 

Save  in  temptation's  hour, 
And  change  our  evil  hearts, 
By  soul-renewing  power; 
In  life,  in  death  our  refuge  be, 
Our  portion  through  eternity. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

78.  Good  Night 

Anniversary  Book,  1%. 

1  WE  rise,  dear  friends,  with  true  delight, 

''      The  eldest  of  the  throng. 
To  wish  you  all  a  kind  good  night, 

In  this  our  parting  song ; 
Our  hearty  thanks  we  now  bestow, 

Good  night,  good  night,  good  night,  good  n 

2  We  next  in  turn,  though  younger  still, 

Would  chant  our  parting  song 
We  boast  indeed  but  little  skill, 
r  shall  our  strains  be  long; 
Our  hearty  thanks  we  now  bestow, 
For  e  you  deigned  to  show; 

Good  nigL~ 

3  Though  younger  still  yet  do  not  blame 

The  passion  in  our  breast ; 
Our  gratitude  you  well  may  claim 

we  retire  to  rest ; 
Our  hearty  thanks  we  now  bestow, 
The  time  has  come  tor  us  to  go. 
Good  night,  &c. 

4  We,  least  and  last  of  all  the  train, 

Our  infant  voiei  s  try — 
Salute  you  all  a  parting  strain, 

And  bid  you  all  goo d- 
Our  hearty  thanks  we  now  bestow. 

Our  mothers  want  us — we  must  ga 
Good  nig:.-. 


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79.  TheEamMe. 

Alpine  Glee  Singer,  W4. 

1  PVE  been  sitting  by  the  hill-side, 

Little  birds  flew  gayly  round, 
What  a  singing,  what  a  springing 
From  the  nestlings  to  the  ground. 
La.  la,  la,  &c. 

2  I've  been  standing  in  the  garden, 

Where  the  buzzing  bees  flew  round, 
What  a  humming,  going,  coming, 
As  their  honey  cells  they  fouud. 
La,  la,  la,  &c. 

3  I've  been  walking  in  the  meadow, 

Little  swallows  skim  the  brook, 
What  a  dipping,  what  a  dripping, 
It  was  droll  enough  to  look. 
La,  la,  la  &c. 


LEE   A  VENT  E   C0L1  ECTION.  81 

:  Cheerful  comrades  soon  will  join  us, 

With  the  sun's  last  parting  r 
Then  with  singing,  voices  ringing, 
We  will  close  this  happy  day. 
La,  la,  la,  ftc. 


I  Love  the  Merry  Kinging. 

Alpine  Glee  Singer,  fTS. 

1  T  LOVE  the  merrj 

The  full  and  gladsome  cheer 
Of  voices  gay  !y  sing  i  I 

"When  pic  y  is  d 

Our  hearts  are  ever,  ever  free, 
And  quick  to  hound  with  lively  glee, 
Oh  !  yes,  oh  !  yes,  to  song 
Our  happy  days  belong. 

2  When  May-day's  morn  is  sc 

And  tuneful  choirs  awake; 
Our  hearts  of  grief  beguili: 

With  notes  that  gayly  break ; 
How  happy  then  do  we  unite. 
And  siug  along  our  way  of  light! 
Oh  I 

3  When  fortune's  gifts  have  crowned  us, 

When  life  flows  smoothly  on, 

t]  friends  surround  ua, 
And  all  unite  as  one. 
Then  happy,  joyous  still  are  we, 
As  loud  we  raise  the  tuneful  glee. 
Oh  yes,  ftc 


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81. 


America. 
1  UKEEDO]  :  me  join  in  chorus, 

smiling  oV 

Though  our  Ian  nor 

labors  crowu  j; 

i  led, 

- 

i 
3  and  join  th 

Pn  _      . 

[rt2x. 

rion, 

- 
Come  and  heL:; 
Pn 

Pra: 

■ 


82.  The  Sleigh  Eide. 

1  QH!   N  o'er  the  fle 

^     "When  moo:.-  vkle  round! 

"When  hoofs  k;  2% 

As  merrily  on  we  bound  ! 

md! 


6 

1  On  winter's  night  when  our  hearts  are  light, 
And  brenth  is  on  the  wind, 

008  the  rein,  p the  plain, 

And  leave  our  care?  behin 
As  m 

. 

rift  we  ride 
The 

4  The  .  me. 

When  gale  and  tempest  roar, 

foaming  steed, 
And  111  ask  for  waves  no  more  ! 
merrily,  <fcc. 


Our  Stem  Forefathers. 

a \  '.-  -.  GUm  Bagm,  I 

2  f|T7R  rem  forefath<;  :  like 

^     The  pliant  son3  of  earth  : 
But  lions  in  the 

And  lambs  around  the  hearth. 
Ir.  caves  and  forests  hiding. 

With  sr  - 
They  pledged  to  God  their  : 

To  suffer  or  to  die. 

2  And  will  you  not  disown  your  sons, 
Ye  heroes  good  and  gi 
Sprung  from  such  noble  fathers, 
Should  we  degenerate  ? 


les  Avaiua  COLLECTION- 

We  wear  the  rose  and  lily, 
And  not  the  martyr's  crown; 

We  hide  not  in  the  forest, 
Bat  rest  on  beds  of  down. 

3  Ye  sons  of  freedom,  n  >w  arise, 

And  wash  away  the  stain! 
Th'  oppressed  are  loudly  calling, 

No  longer  hear  in  vain  ! 
Go  forth  and  meet  the  tempest, 

Alone,  if  need  there  be  1 
Fear  not,  for  God  is  with  you, 

Be  dauntless,  firm,  and  free  I 


84*  V/e  Sons  of  the  Mountains. 

Alpine  Gle©  Siuger,  164. 

1  WE  sons  of  the  -mountains  are  happy  and  free, 

No  bird  of  the  air  is  more  cheerful  than  wej 
Come  here,  all  ye  townsmen,  be  honest  and  tell 
If  men  in  the  cities  more  happily  dwell  I 
La.  la.  la.  &c. 

2  At  mom,  while  the  hamlet  is  shrouded  in  night, 
We  bask  on  the  mountains  in  heaven's  own  light ; 
At  night  when  our  kine  are  all  safe  and  at  peace, 
We  seek  our  own  fern  beds,  and  rest  at  our  ease. 

La,  ia,  la,  &c. 

8  We  look  on  the  heavens,  with  sunshine  so  bright, 

The  stars  and  the  moon,  in  their  glory  at  night; 

We  lift  up  oar  hearts  and  like  children  we  pray 

To  Him  who  thus  blesses  our  ni^nt  and  our  day. 

La.  la,  la,  &c. 


LLEonOF.        *        85 

To  sickness  and  trouble  each  mortal  must  bow, 
The  prince  in  his  palace,  the  boor  at  his  plough; 
But  here  with  a  we  lose — 

The  air  of  the  mountains  cures  ^apors  and  blues. 
La,  la,  la,  . 


85.  The  Alpine  Singer's  Song. 

Alpin<5  Glee  Singer,  99, 

1  AN  Alpine  heights  the  love  of  God  is  shed, 

The  lue, 

And  feeds  them  w  it Ii  Siis  dew. 

On  Alp'.::  a   loving   Father 

dwells  1 

2  On  Alpine  heights,  o'er  many  a  fragrant  heath, 

The  loveliest  breezes  breathe  ; 
So  free  and  pure  the  air, 
His  breath  seems  floating  there. 
On  Alpine  heights,  &c. 

3  On  Alpine  heights,  beneath  his  mild  blue  eye, 

ales  and  meadows  lie  ; 
The  soaring  glacier's  ice 
Gleams  like  a  paradise. 

On  Alpine  heights,  kc. 

4  Down  Alpine  heights  the  silvery  streamlets  flow, 

There  the  bold  chamois  go; 
On  giddy  crags  they  stand, 
And  drink  from  his  own  hand. 
On  Alpine  heights,  &c. 


86  •  LEE    AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

5  On  Alpine  heights,  in  troops  all  white  as  snow, 

The  sheep  and  wild  goats  go ; 
There  in  the  solitude, 
He  fills  their  heart  with  food. 
On  Alpine  heights,  &c. 

6  On  Alpine  heights  the  herdsmen  tends  his  herds : 

His  Shepherd  is  the  Lord ; 
For  he  who  feeds  his  sheep, 
Will  sure  his  offspring  keep  ! 
On  Alpine  heights,  &c. 


oh*  I  Love  the  Merry  Sunshine. 

Alpine  Glee  Singer,  M. 

1  T  LOYE  the  merry,  merry  sunshine, 

It  makes  the  heart  so  gay 
To  hear  the  sweet  birds  singinj 

On  their  summer  holiday. 
With  their  wild- wood  notes  of  duty, 
From  hawthorn  bush  and  tree. 

Oh !  the  sunshine  is  all  beauty ! 
Oh  !  the  merry,  merry  sun  for  me  ( 
La,  la,  la,  &c. 

2  I  iove  the  merry,  merry  sunshine, 

Through  the  dewy  morning  shower 
"With  its  rosy  smiles  advancing, 

Like  a  beauty  from  her  bower; 
It  charms  the  soul  in  sadness, 

It  sets  the  spirit  free  ! 

Oh !  the  sunsb  ine,  <fec. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION, 


87 


I  Love  the  West. 

Robin  Red  Breast,  116. 


1  T  LOVE  the  west,  the  gallant  west 

-*-     With  it?  blight  and  sonny  streams  ; 
The  land  of  the  brave,  the  land  of  the  free, 
The  land  of  my  childhood's  dreams. 

2  I  love  the  west,  the  mighty  west, 

With  its  wild  and  shady  glens, 
'Tis  there  the  dashing  waterfall 
Majestic  tteauty  I 

3  I  love  the  west,  the  glorious  west, 

With  its  rivers  old  and  grand — ■ 
Its  silvery  IafceiypRch  proudly  bear 
The  freight  of  flRny  a  land. 

4  I  love  the  west,  the  beauteous  west, 

With  its  prairies  broad  and  free  ; 

The  heart  with  purest  rapture  dwells, 

As  we  gaze  on  the  flowery  sea. 


88  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION". 

5  I  love  the  west,  the  sunny  west, 

With  its  green  hills  and  its  flowers, 
Its  verdant  plains  and  smiling  groves, 
Where  the  wild  vine  weaves  its  bowers. 

6  I  love  the  west  the  far-off  west ; 

For  my  home  and  heart  are  there; 
May  heaven's  blessings  on  us  rest, 
Is  my  humble,  ardent  prayer. 


88. 


The  Wood3. 

Alpine  Glee  Singer,  46, 

IIOW  charming  are  the  woods, 

■*-*•     The  verdant,  shady  woods ; 

The  trees  with  their  leaves  all  in  motion, 

Hum  sweet  as  the  murmuring  ocean, 

They're  murmuring  in  the  woods, 

The  verdant,  shady  woods ! 

Hallo!  hal-lo!  hal-lo !  hal-lo, 

How  charming  are  the  woods, 

The  verdant,  shady  woods  ! 
The  tree-tops  bow  down  with  a  greeting, 
As  if  to  rejoice  in  the  meeting, 

The  meeting  in  airy  woods, 

In  verdant,  shady  woods. 
Hallo!  &c. 

How  clear  our  voices  swell, 
In  verdant,  shady  woods  I 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  89 

And  hark  !  how  the  echoes  are  ringing 
They  give  back  the  words  we  arc  singing, 

Are  singing  in  airy  woods, 

In  verdant,  shady  woods. 
Hallo !  &c. 


We  are  Brothers. 

Robin  Red  Breast, .  81. 

1  WE  arc  brothers,  we  are  brothers, 

To  one  goal  our  footsteps  tend ; 
Then  as  through  life's  paths  we  wander, 

Let  us  be  each  other's  friend. 
What  though  tempests  dark  assail  us? 

What  though  thorns  infest  our  path? 
Our  brave  hearts  will  never  fail  us, 

Heedless  of  the  tempest's  wrath. 

2  We  are  brothers,  we  are  brothers, 

Wanderers  in  this  world  of  care, 
Many,  many  are  our  sorrows, 

Yet  we  never  will  despair. 
W  ■  will  and  hope  forever, 

For  a  brighter,  sunnier 
Wh  iich  round  us  gather 

All  will  melt  and  pass  away. 

3  We  are  brothers,  we  are  brothers, 

Pilgrim  wanderers  arc  we  here; 
Let  us  then  with  words  of  gladnes3 
Strive  our  pathway  lone  to  cheer. 


90 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION" 

One  bright  star  ig  ever  shining 
In  the  fair,  or  cheerless  sky, 

And  that  star  knows  no  declining-— 
Hope's  bright  star  will  never  die. 


90.  Joy  is  Sounding. 

Metropolitan  Glee  Book,  149. 

1  TOT  is  sounding,  lightly  bounding, 

^      Through  the  free  air  far  and  near ; 
Now  in  fragrant  meadows  wandering, 

View  we  nature  ever  fair. 
Mild  and  clear  the  fair  blue  heaven 

Spreads  above  the  painted  field ; 
Gently  ripple,  limpid  waters, 

Once  with  blast  of  winter  chilled. 

2  Humming,  busy,  honey-laden. 

Roams  the  bee  from  flower  to  flower, 
"When  bright  petals  ope  inviting, 

Sweeter  from  the  summer  shower. 
Tes,  'tis  fair,  this  earth,  and  smiling, 

Fresh  as  from  its  Maker's  hand ; 
Favored  man,  to  whom  'tis  given, 

Let  your  grateful  songs  ascend. 


91.  "  Home,  Sweet  Home." 

'  aril  Girls'  Singing  Book,  10. 

1  'MID  pleasures  and  palaces  though  we  may  roam, 
*"*-     Be  it  ever  so  humble,  there's  no  place  like 
home- 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  91 

A  charm  from  the  skies  seems  to  hallow  us  there, 
Which  seek  through  the  world,  is  ne'er  met  with 
iiere. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Be  it  ever  so  humble,  there's  no  place  like 
ham 

An  Mrile  from  home,  splendor  dazzles  in  vain  ; 
Oh !  g  j  thatched  cottage  again— 

The  birds  ringing  gayly,  that  came  at  my  call; 
Oh!  give  :  ce  of  mind,  dearer  than  alL 

Home,  he-  sweet  home. 


92.  The  Singers. 

potfUn  Glee  Book,  194. 

1  A  JOYOUS,  gay,  and  happy  band, 
-^     Unit  id  fast  and  long. 

Th'  emotions  of  our  blithesome  hearts, 
Break  forth  in  joyous  song  ; 

Then  join  us.  comrades,  while  we  sing, 

Swell  oat  the  choral  throng, 
Let  friendship  true,  and  peace  and  love, 
Burst  forth  in  joyous  song. 

2  Whatever  thoughts  our  bosoms  swell, 

Of  sorrow  or  delig 
Burst  forth  in  warm  spontaneous  song, 
That  swell  to  heaven's  height. 
Then  join,  4c. 


92  LEE   Arfi.-SL'i;    COLLECTION. 

3  On  lofty  mountain  peaks  we  sing, 

In  rocky  vales  profound 
The  aged  pines  in  forests  shades, 
Shake  at  the  echoing  sound. 
Then  join,  &c. 

4  And  when  the  sun  goes  slowly  down, 

And  stars  peep  forth  a:  even. 
Then  full  and  high  our  voices  swell, 
In  songs  addressed  to  heaven. 
Tnen  join.  && 


93.  The  Patriotic  Band. 

nofdttn  Glea  Eook,  194. 

1  pEAT  high,  ye  hearts  of  gen'rous  mould, 

1  that  love  your  nations  glory, 

And  prize  her  honor  more  then  gold, 
And  burn  with  pride  whene'er  is  told, 
-  gladd  ning  - 

2  Ye  are  your  country's  noble  boast. 

The  sons  she  1. 
Her  tower  of  strength,  her  mighty  host, 
"Whom  coming  time  shall  honor  most, 

"When  oth 

3  Break  forth  in  songs,  my  native  band, 

And  tell  \\\. 
Thy  glori;  .      all  firmly  stand, 

For  'midst  thee  dwells  a  noble  band, 

"Who'll  ever  well  defend  thee. 


LEE    A  VEX  UK    COLLECTION.  93 

94.  Hurrah  for  Holiday. 

Brad'  J,  141. 

1  TTUBRAHI  hurrah!  for  holiday; 

-LL     And  if  we  have  wisely  spent 
All  the  Lours  for  study  meant, 

We  play, 

ill  be  more  g 

And  no  bird  will  be  more  gay. 

Hurrah  !  hurrah !  hurrah  !  for  holiday, 
Hurrah  !  hurrah  !  hurrah  !  for  holiday. 

2  Hurrah  !  hurrah  !  for  holiday  ; 

as  always  idly  range, 
Find  a  holiday  no  ch :■.. 

in4 tired  of  play, 
What  are  such  men  fit  for,  say  ? 
Brother,  this  is  holiday. 
Hu; 

3  Hurrah  !  hurrah !  for  holiday ; 

aa  then  together  sing, 
Till  the  woods  a  -  ring. 

We  have  studied  day  by  day, 
Now  let's  have  a  hoi 
Now  let's  have  a  holiday. 
Hurrah  I  &c 


94 


LL^  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


95. 


The  Mariner's  Return. 


Metropolitan  Glee  Book,  181* 


DULL  away,  boys!  steer  for  the  cove! 

Yonder  lie  dreaming  the  hearts  that  we  love  J 
Let  us  now  banish  all  trouble  and  sorrow, 
We  shall  have  cause  to  be  joyful  to-morrow ; 
Glittering  moonbeams  bespangle  the  deep, 
O'er  the  wide  ocean  the  winds  are  asleep ; 
Yonder  lie  dreaming  the  hearts  that  we  love, 
Glittering  moonbeams  bespangle  the  deep, 
O'er  the  wild  ocean  the  winds  are  asleep ; 
Pull  away,  boys !  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  95 

mis  are  o'er,  and  land  is  in  sight. 
Unly  we  glide  through  the  waters  to-night ; 
To-morrow  how  many  a  heart  will  be  leaping, 
in  its  bosom  so  quietly  slec  | 

I  singing  we  near  our  loved  shore, 
-  plenty,  for  seamen  in  store ; 

through  the  waters  to-night, 
Rowing  and  singing  we  near  our  loved  shore, 
Joys  it  has  plenty  for  seamen  in  si 

Pull  away,  boys !  &a 


96.  Joys  of  Western  Life. 

;v->litan  Glee  Book,  34. 

1   T  LOVE  to  be  roaming  through  regions  of  life, 
A     Where  enterprise  frolics  around; 
"Where  emulous  spirits,  with  masterly  strife, 

Teach  Labor  his  merriest  bound  ; 
Where  laughing  Contentment  with  sunburnt  face. 

Is  dallying,  sporting  with  Toil. 
And  mocking  old  Care  with  his  frowning  grimace, 
Draws  teeming  wealth  from  the  soil. 

My  music  at  night,  when  milking  is  done, 
The  spinning-wheel's  boom,   the    child- 
ren's gay  fun, 
The  swoop  of  the  night-hawk. 

The  clack  of  the  mill,  and  "whip-poor- 
will,  whip-poor-will." 

1  I'll  hie  to  the  land  where  such  spirits  reside, 
IT1  haste  to  the  lively  and  free ; 
Leave  fraud  and  suspicion  to  prowl  round  the  tide^ 
And  fight  for  the  wrecks  of  the  sea; 


96  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

I'll  hie  to  the  laud  where  in  newness  of  life, 

Blythe  Vigor  runs  lightly  along. 
And  laughingly  taking  the  venom  from  Strife, 

Exalts  and  grows  ruddy  and  strong. 
My  music  at  night,  &c. 

3  They  babble  of  freedom  in  opulent  marts, 
They  prate  of  their  splendor  in  wealth  ; 
But  sensitive  Liberty  always  departs, 

With  Modesty,  Temperance,  and  Health ; 
Give  me  then  a  cottage  where  Nature  is  young 

And  honest  Industry  resides, 
ril  laugh  at  each  glory  that  ever  was  sung, 
And  all  that  fools  covet  besides. 
My  music  at  night,  &c. 


i/7.  Canadian  Boat-Song. 

Wilier's  Musical  Elementary,  ISO. 

1  FAIXTLY  as  tolls  the  evening  chime, 

■*■      Our  voices  keep  tune,  and  our  oars  te*ep  time, 
Soon  as  the  woods  on  shore  look  dim, 
We'll  cheerfully  sing  our  parting  hymn. 

Row,  brothers,  row,  the  stream  runs  fast. 

The  rapids  are  near,  and  the  daylight's  past. 

2  Why  should  we  yet  our  sails  unfurl  ? 

There's  not  a  breath  tha  blue  wave  to  curL 
But  when  the  wind  blows  off  the  shore, 
Oh !  sweetly  we'll  rest  our  weary  oar. 
Row,  brothers,  row,  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION.  07 

98.  Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night 

Robin  Reibreast,  9%. 

1  AFT  in  the  stilly  r. 

^     Ere  slumber's  chain  hath  bound  me, 
Fond  memory  brings  the  lij 
Of  other  days  around  me. 
The  smik-s,  the  tears,  of  youthful  years, 

The  words  of  love  then  spoken  ; 
The  eyes  that  shone,  now  dimmed  and  gone, 
The  cheerful  hearts  now  broken. 
Thus,  in  the  stilly  night, 

Ere  slumber's  chain  hath  bound  me, 
Sad  memory  brings  the  light 
Of  other  days  around  me. 

2  When  I  remember  all, 

The  friends  so  linked  together, 
Fve  seen  around  me  fail, 

Like  leaves  in  v. 
I  feel  like  one.  who  treads  alone, 
Some  banquet-hall  deserted ; 

ts  are  Med,  whose  garlands  dead, 
And  all  but  he  depart 

Thus,  in  the  stilly  night,  &c. 


99.  Softly  Fades  the  Twilight  Ray. 

Sh»wm,  311, 

1  OOFTLY  fades  the  twilight  ray 
0     of  the  holy  Sabbath  d 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 

When  the  Christian's  course  is  run 


98 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 

O'er  the  earth,  as  daylight  fades; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose, 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 

'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God, 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 


10    .  Happy  Land. 

Robin  RedbreaiV.  «. 

1  TT  APPY  land !  happy  land  ! 

■*~L     Whate'er  my  fate  in  life  may  be, 
Still  again,  still  again 

My  thoughts  will  cling  to  thee. 
Land  of  love  and  sunny  skies, 

Rich  in  joy  and  beauty, 
Merry  hearts  and  laughing  eyes 
Still  make  affection  duty. 

Happy  land  !  happy  land ! 
Ne'er  from   thee   my   heart    :aa 
stray ; 
I  would  fain  hear  again 
Thy  merry  mountainxlay. 
Tra,  la,  la,  &<x 

2  Happy  land  !  happy  land  ! 

Whate'er  my  fate  in  life  may  be, 
Still  again,  still  again, 

My  thoughts  will  cling  to  thee. 
Like  that  bird  oflove  and  song, 

Far  from  its  loVed  dwelling, 
When  into  the  wild  air  flung, 

What  joy  its  note  is  telling ! 

Happy  laud !  happy  land  '  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  99 

101.  Oh!  Merry  Goe3  the  Time. 

Bradbury's  Singing  Bird,  1 W. 

1  AH !  merry  goes  the  time 

^     When  the  heart  is  young, 
There  is  naught  too  hard  to  climb 

"When  the  heart  is  young  ; 
A  spirit  of  delight 

Scatters  roses  in  its  flight, 
And  there's  magic  in  the  night, 

When  the  heart  is  young, 

2  But  weary  go  the  feet 

When  the  heart  is  old ; 
Time  cometh  not  so  sweet 

When  the  heart  is  old; 
From  all  that  smiled  and  shone 

There  is  something  lost  and  gone, 
And  our  friends  are  few  or  none, 
When  the  heart  is  old. 

3  Oh  !  sparkling  are  the  skies, 

When  the  heart  is  young ; 
There  is  bliss  in  beauty's  eyes 

When  the  heart  is  young ; 
Trie  golden  break  of  day, 

Briugeth  gladness  in  its  ny, 
And  every  month  is  May, 

d  the  heart  ia  young. 

4  But  the  sun  is  setting  fast, 

When  the  heart  is  old ; 
And  the  sky  is  over 

When  the  heart  is  old ; 
Life's  worn  and  weary  bark 

Lies  tossing  wild  and  dark, 
And  the  star  hath  left  hope's  ark, 
Whei  ia  old. 


100 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


102.   My  Drink  shall  be  the  Flowing  Fountain. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  J, 

1  MY  drink  shall  be  the  flowing  fountain, 
•"■*■     Transparent,  sparkling,  cool,  and  pure, 
Fresh  from  the  cleft  of  rocky  mountain, 

For  fevered  heat  and  thirst  a  cure. 

Ye  maddening  drinks,  begone  from  me, 
Wine,  whiskey,  and  crambambuli, 

Crambam,  crambambuli,  crambambuli 

2  I  saw  a  sight  most  melancholy, 

A  drunkard  in  the  public  way ; 
His  face  was  fire,  his  voice  was  folly ; 
There,  wallowing  like  a  swine,  he  lay. 
Ye  drinks  of  fools,  begone  from  me, 
Gin,  porter,  and  crambambuli. 
Crambam.  &c. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  101 

3  Long  as  I  live,  the  thought  I'll  cherish, 
If  Heaven  voucl  p  me  free, 

Strong  drink  is  but  the  way  to  perish, 
Cold  water  is  the  drink  ior  me, 

Ye  murderous  drinks,  begone  from  me, 
Beer,  brandy,  and  crambambuli. 
Grambam,  &c. 


Hear  the  Temperance  Call. 

i  Girls'  Singing  Book,  43* 

1  XT  EAR  the  temperance  call, 

Freemen,  one  and  ail ; 

Hear  your  coum  cry  ; 

ative  land 

its  beck'ning  hand  ; 

Sons  of  freedom,  come  ye  nigh, 

the  monster  from  our  shore, 
Let  his  c-ruel  reign  be 

2  Leave  the  shop  and  farm. 

Leave  your  bright  hearths,  warm ; 

To  the  polls  tiie  land  to  save; 

Let  your  leaders  be 

True  and  noble,  free, 
Fearless,  temperate,  good,  and  brare; 

Chase  the  monst  : 

3  Hail !  our  father-land  : 

Here  thy  children  stand, 
All  resolved,  united.  ( 

Id  the  temperance  cause 

Ne'er  to  faint  or  pans 
This  our  purpose  is  mid  vow, 
Chase  the  monster,  kc. 


102  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION 

104.  Temperance  Call. 

Anniversary  Hymns,  15, 

1  CHILDREN  all,  both  great  and  small, 
^     Answer  to  the  temperance  call ; 
Mary,  Margaret,  Jane  and  Sue 
Charlotte,  Ann,  and  Fanny  too, 

Cheerily,  heartily  coaie  along, 
Sign  our  pledge  and  sing  our  song. 

2  No  strong  drink  shall  pass  our  lips, 
He's  in  danger  who  but  sips. 
Come  then,  children,  one  and  all, 
Answer  to  the  temperance  call, 

Cheerily,  readily  come  along,  &c. 

3  Where's  the  boy  that  would  not  shrink 
From  the  bondage  of  strong  drink  ? 
Come  then,  Josaph,  Charles  and  Tom, 
Henry,  Samuel,  James  and  John  ; 

Cheerily,  eagerly  come  along,  &c. 

4  Who  have  misery,  want,  and  woe? 
All  who  to  the  bottle  go. 

We  resolve  their  road  to  shun, 
And  in  temperance  paths  to  run. 

Cheerfully,  manfully  come  along,  &<x 

5  Guod  cold  water  does  for  us  ; 

Costs  no  money ;  makes  none  worse ; 
Gives  no  bruises ;  steals  no  brains; 
Breeds  no  quarrels,  woes,  nor  pains. 
Readily,  joyfully  come  along,  &c 

6  "Who  would  life  and  health  prolong  ? 
Who'd  be  happy,  wise,  and  strong  ? 


LEE  AVEXTJE  COLLECTION.  103 

Let  alone  the  drunkard's  bane, 

Half-way  pledges  are  in  vain. 

Cheerfully,  joyfully,  you  and  you, 
Sign  the  pledge  and  keep  it  too. 


05,  Pure  Water  for  Me. 

Buys'  nnd  Girls'  Sinking  Book,  10G» 

1  COMK  love  to  drink  from  the  foamy  brink, 
^  Where  the  wine-drop's  dance  they  see  ; 
But  the  w.;  in  its  silver  light, 

And  a  crystal  cup  for  me. 

0  water!  bright  water! 
i    Pure,  precious,  free  I 

t;s  water  bright  in  its  silver  light, 
And  a  crystal  cup  for  me. 

2  Oh !  a  goodly  thing  is  the  cooling  spring, 

*Mong  the  rocks  where  the  moss  doth  grow  ; 
There's  health  in  the  tide,  and  there's  music  beside, 
In  the  brooklet's  bounding  flow. 
0  water!  &c. 

3  As  pure  as  heaven  is  the  water  given, 

'Tis  forever  fresh  and  new  ; 
Distilled  in  the  sky,  it  comes  from  on  high, 
In  the  shower  and  the  gentle  dew. 
0  water!  &c. 

4  Let  them  say  'tis  weak,  yet  its  strength  I'll  seek, 

For  the  worn  rock  owns  its  sway ; 
And  we're  borne  swift  along  by  its  wing  so  strong, 
"When  it  riseth  to  fly  away. 
0  water !  &c, 


104  LEE   AVENUE    COLLECTION. 

6  There  is  strength  in  the  glee  of  the  mighty  sea, 
When  the  loud   stormy  wind  doth  blow; 
And  a  fearful  sight  is  the  cataract's  might, 
As  it  leaps  to  the  depths  below. 
0  water !  &c 


10b,  Temperance  Song.  7s&4& 

Boys1  an  1  Girls'  Singing  Book,  38. 

1  POME  now,  every  girl  and  boy, 

Try,  try,  again  ; 
All  your  energies  employ, 

Try,  try.  again  ; 
Total  abstinence  proclaim, 
Sign  the  pledge,  then  spread  the  same, 
Let  each  try  to  get  a  name; 

Try,  try  again. 

2  Put  on  courage — never  tire  ; 

Try,  try  again  ; 
Let  the  cause  your  heart  inspire, 

Try,  try  again  ; 
Raise  your  banner,  raise  it  high, 
For  recruits  then  loudly  cry  ; 
They  will  rally  by  and  by ; 

Try,  try  again. 

3  Don't  despair,  my  little  lad ! 

Try,  try  again ; 
Oft  at  first  one's  luck  is  bad — 

Try.  try  again ; 
.  "What  if  a  repulse  you  get — 
Persevere,  you'll  prosper  yet, 
Then  your  toil  you'll  not  regret; 

Try,  try  again. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  105 

4  List  as  many  as  you  can— 

Try,  try  again — 
On  the  safe  "teetotal"  plan; 

Try,  try  again; 
Soon  our  army  will  embrace 
All  the  lovers  of  our  race, 
And  vacant  be  the  drunkard's  place ; 

Try,  try  again. 


The  Waterfall. 

Air,  Blue  Juniatta. 

S.  S.  Concert  Hjmrs,  ML 

ITASTE  to  the  mountain  s  I 
-LL     When  the  woods  are  green  ; 
Look  on  the  waterfall, 

In  the  morning's  sheen  ; 
Quit  the  flowing  bowl  and  come, 

No  more  the  sparkling  wine  to  taste. 
Up,  from  all  year  bacchanals, 
To  the  mountain  haste. 

Come  then,  unto  the  fount, 

Come  ye  all !  come  ye  all! 
And  listen  while  ye  drink, 
To  the  merry  waterfall. 

11  Drink,  for  my  sparkling  tide 

Cools  the  fevered  brain  ; 
The  wrinkled  brow  I  lave, 

And  'tis  smooth  again  ; 
Beauty's  fading  cheek  I  touch, 

And  on  it  blooms  the  rose  ere  long; 
Weak  and  palsied  wash  in  me, 

And  again  are  strong." 
Come  then,  &a 


106  LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION. 

108.  The  Bird's  Song. 

Sabbath-Sehool  Concert  Hymns,  T*. 

1  T  ASKED  a  sweet  robin,  one  morning  in  May, 

r     Who  sung  in  the  apple  tree  over  the  way, 
What  'rwas  she  was  singing  so  sweetly  about ; 
For  I'd.  tried  a  long  time,  but  I  could  not  find  out; 
4i  Why,  I'm  sure,"  she  replied,  "you  can  not  guess 

wrong, 
Don't  you  know  I  am  singing  a  temperance  song  ? 

2  "  Teetotal !  oh  !  that's  the  first  word  of  my  lay, 
And  then,  don't  you  see  how  I  rattled  away  ? 
'Twas  just  because  I  dipped  my  beak  in  the  spring, 
And  brushed  the  fair  face  of  the  lake  with  my 

wing; 
Cold  water  !  cold  water !  yes,  that  is  my  song, 
And  I  love  to  keep  singing  it  all  the  day  long. 

3  "  And  now.  my  sweet  Miss,  won't  you  give  m^ 

a  crumb, 
For  the  dear  little  nestlings  remaining  at  home ; 
And   one   thing    beside,    since   my   story  you've 

heard — 
I  hope  you  il  remember  the  lay  of  the  bird. 
And  never  forget,  while  you  list  to  my  song, 
All  the  birds  to  the  cold  water  army  belong. " 


109.  Crystal  Spring. 

Jurenile  Sonjg,  114. 

1  n.Fv  F  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 
^      When  the  burning  sun  is  high. 
Where  the  rocks  and  the  woods  their  shadowa 
fling. 
And  the  pearls  and  the  pebbles  he. 


LEE   AVENUE   COLLECTION.  107 

2  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  cooling  breezes  blow, 
When  the  leaves  of  the  trees  are  withering, 
From  the  frost  or  the  fleecy  snow. 

3  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring. 

When  the  wintry  winds  ere  gone. 
When  the  flowers  are  in  bloom,  and  the  echoes  ring 
FTom  the  woods,  o'er  the  verdant  lawn. 

4  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

JNThen  the  ripening  fruits  appear. 
When  the  reapers  the  song  of  harvest  sing, 
And  plenty  has  crowned  the  year. 

5  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

And  the  same  from  day  to  day ; 
But  if  aught  from  the  worm  of  the  still  you  bring, 
I  will  pour  every  drop  away. 


110.  0  Jerusalem !  fair  Dwelling.  P.  H. 

1  A  JERUSALEM!  fair  dwelling, 

^     Where  God's  praise  is  sounding  high, 
And  unnumbered  voices  swelling, 
Holy !  holy !  holy  !  cry, 
%  When  shall  I  to  that  bright  throng 
Of  thy  citizens  belong  ? 

2  Here,  amid  the  tents  of  strangers, 

I  my  cross  must  carry  still. 
Where  these  saints  once  went  through  dangers 

My  appointed  course  fulfill ; 
Here,  where  oft  my  strength  appears 
Melting  into  feeble  tears. 


108  LEE  AVEOTE  COLLECTION. 

3  So  the  wish  grows  deeper,  fonder, 

Friend  of  souls !  thy  face  to  see, 
In  thy  pleasant  Salem,  yonder, 

Where  no  tear  nor  sigh  may  be, 
And  God's  presence  on  the  sight, 
Shines  in  pure,  unshadowed  light 

4  Come,  then,  through  these  deserts  dreary, 

Lead  me,  Jesus,  by  the  hand  ; 
Lead  thy  pilgrim,  worn  and  weary, 

Home  to  his  loved  native  land, 
Where  the  living  fountain  springs,        • 
That  perennial  comfort  brings. 

5  Oh  !  the  rest  thy  saints  inherit, 

Full  of  beauty,  full  of  bliss ! 
Would  that  I  had  wings  I  my  spirit 

Soon  would  leave  a  clime  like  this — 
To  the  bright-walled  city  soar, 
Which,  as  Sun,  G-od  shineth  o'er. 

6  But  if  I  must  longer  tarry 

On  Time's  dark  and  angry  sea, 
Where  my  bark  the  surges  carry 

On  through  tempest  driving  free, 
Oh  !  let  Hope  my  anchor  prove 
Moving  not  where  all  things  move ! 

T  This  unswerving  trust  I  cherish, 
Christ,  my  help,  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Ship  of  his  can  never  perish, 

Though  the  waves  be  wild  and  high ; 
Sail  may  rend,  and  mast  may  break, 
God  will  not  his  own  forsake ! 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  109 

111.  The  Old  Oaken  Bucket. 

:•-:'»  Musical  Elementarj,  118. 

1  TTOW  dear  to  this  heart  are  the  scenes  of  my 
11     childhood, 

When  fond  recollection  presents  them  to  view  I 
The  orchard,  the  meadow,  the  deep-tangled  wild 
wood, 
And  every  loved  spot  which  my  infancy  knew , 
The  wide-spreading  pond,   and    the   mill  which 
stood  by  it, 
The  bridge,  and  the  rock  where  the  cataract  fell ; 
The  cot  of  my  father's,  the  dairy-house  nigh  it, 
And  e'eti  the  rude  bucket  which  hung  in  the 
welL 

The  old  oaken  bucket, 
The  iron-bound  bucket, 
The  moss-covered  bucket, 
Which  hung  in  the  well. 

2  That  moss-covered  vessel  I  hail  as  a  treasure, 

For  often  at  noon,  when  returned  from  the  field, 
I  found  it  the  source  of  an  exquisite  pleasure, 

The  purest  and  sweetest  that  nature  can  yield  : 
How  ardent   I  seized  it,  with  hands  that  were 
glowing, 

And  quick  to  the  white-pebbled  bottom  it  fell ; 
Then  soon,  with  the  emblem  of  truth  overflowing, 
And  dripping  with  coldness,  it  rose  from  the 
well. 

The  old  oaken  bucket, 
The  iron-bound  bucket, 
The  mos3-covered  bucket, 
Arose  from  the  welL 


110  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

3  How  isweet  from  the  green,  mossy  brim  to  receive 
it, 
As  poised  on  the  curb,  it  inclined  to  my  lips ! 
Not  a  full,  blushing  goblet,  could  tempt  me  to 
leave  it, 
Though  filled  with  the  nectar  that  Jupiter  sips , 
And  now,    far  removed  from  the  home  of  my 
childhood, 
The  tear  of  regret  will  intrusively  swell, 
As  fancy  reverts  to  the  mead  and  the  wild-wood. 
And  sighs  for  the  bucket  that  hung  in  the  well. 
The  old  oaken  bucket, 
The  iron-bound  bucket. 
The  moss-covered  bucAt, 
That  hung  in  the  well 


U2«  Sparkling  and  Bright. 

School  Singer,  151. 

1  CPARKLING-  and  bright,  in  its  liquid  light, 
^     Is  the  water  in  our  glasses ; 

'Twill  give  you  health,  'twill  give  you  wealth* 

Ye  lads  and  rosy  lasses ; 
Oh  !  then,  resign  your  ruby  wine, 

Each  smiling  son  and  daughter ; 
There's  nothing  so  good  for  the  youthful  blood, 

Or  sweet  as  the  sparkling  water. 
Oh !  then  resign,  &c. 

2  Better  than  gold  is  the  water  cold, 

From  the  crystal  fountain  flowing ; 
A  calm  delight  both  day  and  night, 
To  happy  homes  bestowing. 

Oh  I  then  resign,  &«. 


LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION.  HI 

3  Sorrow  has  fled  from  the  heart  that  bled ; 

Of  the  weeping  wife  and  mother ; 

They've  given  up  the  poisoned  cup — 

Son,  husband,  daughter,  brother. 

Oh  !  then  resign,  &c. 


113. 


Oh !  that's  the  Drink  for  Me. 

Sabbath-School  Concert  Hymns,  9)» 

1  THE  drink  that's  in  the  drunkard's  bowl 

Is  not  the  drink  for  me  ; 
It  kills  his  body  and  hi3  soul ; 

How  sad  a  sight  is  he ! 
But  there's  a  drink  that  God  ha3  given, 
Distilling  in  the  showers  of  heaven, 

In  measures  large  and  free ; 

Oh !  that's  the  drink  for  me. 

2  The  stream  that  many  prize  so  high 

Is  not  the  stream  for  me  ; 
For  he  who  drinks  it  still  is  dry — 

Forever  dry  he'll  be  ; 
But  there's  a  stream  so  cool  and  clear, 
The  thirsty  traveller  lingers  near  ; 

Refreshed  and  glad  is  he; 

Oh  I  that's  the  stream  for  me. 

8  The  wine  cup  that  so  many  prize 
Is  not  the  cup  for  me  ; 
The  aching  head,  the  bloated  face, 

In  its  sad  train  I  see ; 
But  there's  a  cup  of  water  pure, 

And  he  who  drinks  it  maybe  sure 
Of  health  and  length  of  days ; 
Oh  !  that's  the  cup  for  me. 


112  LEE  AVENUE  COLLECTION. 

U4.  The  Shining  Shore. 

Sabbath  BalL 

1  MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 

Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 

Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

For  oh !  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over, 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  "We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning  ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 

For  oh  !  we  stand,  &c. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

"We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 
For  oh !  we  stand,  &c. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Fach  chord  on  earth  to  sever  ; 
Our  King  says.  Come  !  and  there's  our  home, 
Forever — oh !  forever. 

For  oh !  we  stand,  &c 


LXB  AVKNUB  OOLLKCTIOV.  113 


ROUNDS. 

JuTOdile  Song*,  M 

CCHOOL  is  open,  take  your  places, 
^      At  the  ringing  of  the  bell : 
Joyful  hearts  and  smili 

Take  your  books  and  study  well. 
Hush  !  every  scholar,  hush !  hush  I 
Every  scholar,  hush  I 


Jurenile  Songs,  11 

r<HEERILY,  cheerily  sound  the  strain,  ■ 
^     Happily,  happily  meet  ag 
All,  all,  great  and  small. 


Jurenile  Songs,  ltt* 

TIE  that  from  th3  oerfiowing  bowl, 
"^     Seeks  for  recreation, 
Finds  debasement  of  the 
Sinks  in  reputation ; 
Ruins  health, 
Loses  wealth, 
Scatters  desolation,  latioa. 


114  LEE  AVENUE   COLLECTION. 


Singing  Bbd,l«. 

TF  a  weary  task  you  find  it, 

Persevere,  and  never  mind  it. 
Never,  never  mind  it,  never,  never  mind  it. 


& 


6. 


7. 


Juvenil*  Sengs,  41, 

OEEK  from  the  skies, 
^    Virtue's  fair  prize  : 
In  life's  youthful  morning, 
Every  grace  adorning, 
Search  for  hiddeu  treasures, 
Shun  forbidden  pleasures. 


Juvenile  Song*,  41. 

TIME,  a  smooth,  deceitful  stream, 
A     Ever  onward  flows ; 
life,  a  fond  delusive  dream, 

Hastens  to  a  close. 
Pure  religion's  heavenly  beam 

Guides  to  sweet  repose. 


Juvenile  Song*,  n. 

T  ET  us  chant  the  evening  song, 
And  the  joyous  notes  prolong, 
Sing  the  round,  swell  the  song. 


LKB  AVENUE  COLLECTION.  115 

8.  Day  is  Gone. 

School  Slager,  4L 

TjAY  is  gone, 
■^     Night  has  come. 
When  the  day  of  life  is  flown, 
Heaven  bo  our  home. 


9. 


School  Singer,  80. 

"PARLY  to  bed,  and  early  to  rise, 

•^     Is  the  way  to  be  healthy,  and  wealthy,  and  wiae. 


10t  Come,  Girls,  Come. 

School  Singer,  1 

POME,  girls,  come, 
^     Sing  us  a  song  ; 
Ono  that's  sweet,  and 
Not  too  long. 


U.  Farting. 

^^  School  Staget,  111 

[EAR  brothers,  farewell, 
Heaven  guide  you  safely  homo 
Kind  friends  all  farewell. 


D1 


$ntos  0f  $irjt  fines  in  fart  f  frirlj. 


7#a  numbers  refer  to  the  pages  in  the  book, 

Pi.GH 

Adieu,  adieu,  father  TVinter  said, 41 

A  joyous,  gay,  and  happy  band, 91 

All  hail,  happy  day,  thou  speak'st  our  nation's  glory, 21 

Angels  from  the  realms  of  glory, 65 

Are  ttie  stars  on  our  banner  less  brilliant  to-day, 14 

As  in  the  open  field  I  strayed 56 

A  song  for  the  day  beaming  o'er  us, 59 

A  song  for  the  oak,  the  brave  old  oak, 36 

A  song  for  our  banner,  the  watchword  recall, 13 

Assembled  in  our  school  once  more, 64 

A  sweet  little  maiden  awoke  from  her  slumbers, 4T 

Awake  the  song  of  merry  greeting 44 

Away  with  your  slumbers,  the  bright  morning  skies, 40 

Beat  high,  ye  hearts  of  generous  mould, 92 

Be  happy  and  good, 6S 

Brightly,  brightly  gleam  the  sparkling  rills, 46 

Charming  little  valley, 33 

Cheerily,  cheerily  sound  the  strain, 13 

Children  all,  both  great  and  small, 2 

Clasp  hand  in  hand  like  brothers, 49 

Come,  come  to  the  woodland,  come  away, 45 

Come,  girls,  come, 15 

Come,  join  our  celebration, 34 

Come  now,  every  boy  and  girl, 104 

Come  one  and  all,  around  me  stand, 18 

Come  out,  come  out,  this  wintry  day, 80 

Day  is  gone, 15 

Dear  brothers,  farewell, 15 

Early  to  bed,  and  early  to  rise, 15 

Ever  choose  it,  —    .. 69 


IHDIX   OF  FIRST   LINES   IN   PART  THIBD.         117 

PlC« 

Faintly  as  tolls  the  evening  chime 96 

Freedom's  sons,  come  join  the  chorus, 82 

Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring 6 

fnmbial  happy  land,#. 28 

* 98 

bark  the  notes  of  joy 66 

Haste  to  the  mountain  side ...  105 

Hear  the  temperance  call 101 

:'rora  th*  o'erflowing  bowl, 113 

Higher,  higher  will  we  climb, 1 

firming  are  tl  , 

How  dear  to  my  heart  are  t'                                    hood,...  109 

How  pleasant  here  *ach  week  to  meet " 9 

Hurrah,  hurrah  for  holiday, 93 

I  aske  \                         one  mornir.  g                     ]06 

I  covet  not  the  miser's  wealth. 

If  a  weary  ta«k  you  find  it 14 

I  knew  a'widow"  very  MOT 

I  love  tl  

I  love  thy  fair  and  verdant  hills 62 

I  love  the  merry,  merry  sunshine, 86 

I  love  the  m-  

I  love  to  be  roam log through  regions  of  life. 91 

In  flakes  of  a  feathery  white, 57 

•rack  at  the  breaking  of  day, .   ... 

I've  beej                                        ". SO 

I've  roamed  over  mountain,  I've  crossed  over  flood, 15 

Joy  is  sounding,  lightly  bounding, 

Joyful  hail  thejubilee  of  earth, 73 

Land  of  our  fathers,  wherever  we  roam, 25 

Let  us  chant  the  evening  song, 14 

row, 61 

Little  cooling  meadow  spring 83 

Loud  raise  the  peal  of  gladness, 63 

May  comes  laughing  o'er  the  plain, 

Merrily  every  bosom  boundeth 16 

::eart  is  bounding, 8 

Mid  pleasures  and  palaces,  though  we  may  roam, 9t 


118         INDEX   OF   FIRST  LINES   IN   PART  THIRD. 

PAGH 

Mother,  I've  been  to  see  the  flower, 56 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 112 

My  drink  shall  be  the  flowing'fountain, 109 

Now  hearts  and  hands  their  strength  uniting. T2 

Of  late  so  brightly  glowing 51 

Oft  in  the  stilly  night, 97 

Oh  !  blessed  be  the  day  that  saw  to  life  unfolding 17 

Oh  !  give  me  back  my  native  hills, , 28 

Oh!  merry  goes  the  time 99 

Oh !  say  can  you  tell  by  the  dawn's  early  light, 11 

Oh !  swift  we  go  o'er  the  fleecy  snow, S2 

Oh !  sing  ye  the  merry,  merry  song  with  me, 50 

Oh !  the  lovely,  lovely  May, 87 

Oh  !  'tis  sweet  to  sing  a  cheerful  song, 40 

O  Jerusalem !  fair  dwelling 107 

On  Alpine  heights  the  love  of  God  is  shed, 85 

Our  stern  forefathers  were  not  like, S3 

Pull  away,  boys,  steer  for  the  cove, 94 

School  is  open,  take  your  places, , 118 

Seek  from  the  skies,   114 

See  the  rising  generation, 5 

Sing !  gayly  sing ! . S 

Sing,  oh  f  sing  a  song  of  gladness. 43 

Sing  one  and  all  with  grateful  hearts 49 

So  it  goes  with  idlers,  they're  laughed  at  by  ajj 71 

Some'love  to  drink  from  "the  foamy  brink, 103 

Sparkling  and  bright  in  the  liquid"  light, 110 

Star  of  peace !  to  wanderers  weary, . . .". 52 

The  breaking  waves  dashed  hiich, 19 

.The  bright  flag  of  America, . . .  T 13 

"The  bright,  rosy  morning, 39 

The  drink  that's  in  the  drunkard's  bowl, Ill 

There's  a  good  time  coming,  boys, 6 

The  good  and  the  kind, 70 

The  rose  that  all  are  praising, 52 

This  day  to  greet, 26 

Time,  a'smooth,  deceitful  stream, 14 

Tis  praise  and  adoration, 29 


INDRX    O?   FIRST  LISTS   15    PART   THIRD.  119 

Pag*: 

To  own  his  gracious  care, 77 

To  the  Sunday-school  we're  going. 75 

Up  and  down  all  day  long,   82 

Up  and  down,  o'er  hill  and  meal? 44 

Up  the  LUson  a  bright  sunny  morn, 10 

Wake  and  sing !  brother,  sin^ ! 8 

We  are  brother?,  we  are  brothers, 89 

We  children  gathered  here 

We  come,  welcome,  a  little  band, 60 

We  come  with  hearts  of  gladness 

We  love  it,  w-  59 

We  rise,  dear  :  rue  delight 79 

We  sons  of  the  mountains  are  happy  and  free, 54 

We  will  not  blush  for  poverty 67 

When  life  is  full  of  h-  I  70 

With  hundred  thousand  voices~cry 4 

With  songs  of  rejoicing,  hosaanas,  and  praise, 74 


APPENDIX. 

*-♦-• 

BRIEF    HISTORY 

OF  THE 

fti  %btm  $etae&  jjptrtclr  CM 

AND 

SABBATH-SCHOOL,  BROOKLYN. 


Early  in  the  spring  of  1S53,  it  was  proposed  to  establish 
a  Reformed  Dutch  Church  near  where  the  present  Chapel 
now  stands.  The  proposition  met  with  favor,  and  the 
services  of  the  Rev.  Wm.  W.  Halloway  having  been  secured, 
and  a  small  cottage*,  situated  on  the  corner  of  Hewes 
street  and  Bedford  avenue  obtained,  in  which  to  wor- 
ship, a  meeting  was  held  on  the  third  Sabbath  in  May,  1853, 
for  the  purpose  of  organizing  the  Church  and  Sabbath-school. 
The  attendance  was  very  small ;  8  scholars  and  3  teachers 
composed  the  Sunday-school,  and  the  congregation  did  not 
exceed  15  persons.  The  neighborhood  was  very  sparsely  set- 
tled, scarce  a  dwelling  was  to  be  seen,  on  every  side  open  fields 
cultivated  by  market-gardeners  met  the  eye.  The  prospect* 
were  discouraging,  yet  the  little  band,  who  weekly  aasemble4 

•  Still  ft»~""g. 


122  APPENDIX. 

•n  the  Sabbath  day,  with  a  devoted  pastor  at  their  head,  re» 
solved  to  persevere,  to  trust  in  God,  and  go  on  with  the  work. 
A  location  for  a  church  edifice  was  soon  secured,  and  suffi- 
cient funds  subscribed  to  warrant  the  commencement  of  the 
Ohapel,  represented  by  view  No.  2.  The  building  was  com- 
menced on  the  first  day  of  June,  1853,  the  corner-stone  was 
laid  with  appropriate  ceremonies  by  Benj.  D.  Silliman,  Esq.i 
on  the  3d  day  of  the  succeeding  August,  and  it  was  completed 
and  dedicated  for  divine  worship  on  the  second  Sabbath  of 
April,  1854.  The  average  attendance,  both  at  the  church  and 
Sabbath-school  at  this  time  was  by  no  means  large ;  50  per- 
Bons  composed  the  former,  and  about  the  same  number  of 
scholars,  with  8  teachers,  the  latter.  The  increase  pre- 
vious to  the  winter  of  1854,  was  very  limited,  after  which 
time  both  the  congregation  and  Sabbath-school  grew  with 
astonishing  rapidity  ;  so  much  so,  that  on  the  first  day  of  Jan- 
uary, 1S56,  700  scholars  and  80  teachers  were  enrolled  on 
the  Sabbath-school  register,  and  it  was  with  difficulty  that 
the  congregation  could  be  comfortably  seated  during  the 
church  services.  An  enlargement  had  now  become  absolutely 
necessary,  and  the  trustees  were  requested  by  the  Consistory 
to  procure  plans,  <fcc,  to  meet  the  growing  wants  of  the  people. 
After  much  thought  and  study,  the  one  represented  by  view  No. 
3  was  adopted.  The  work  was  immediately  commenced,  and  the 
beautiful  building,  as  it  now  stands,  was  completed,  and  re- 
opened with  appropriate  services  by  the  pastor  on  the  Sth  day 
of  September,  1S56.  At  the  present  time,  Jan.  1st,  1857,  up- 
wards of  1000  scholars  and  115  teachers  are  enrolled  on  the 
Sabbath-school  register,  with  an  average  attendance  of  about 
600  of  the  former  and  90  of  the  latter. 


APPENDIX.  1^8 


MOTTOES    OF   THE   SCHOOL. 

To  do  nothing  but  what  is  worth  doing,  and  to  do  every  thing 
that  is  attempted,  well. 

Punctuality  to  the  minute. 

System  in  every  arrangement. 

A  place  for  every  thing,  and  every  thing  in  its  place. 

Sociability,  love,  and  friendship  among  teachers  and 
scholars. 

Aiming,  with  the  help  of  God,  to  accomplish  much,  but 
thankful  for  the  least  success. 

Progress,  charity,  affection,  sympathy,  humility. 

Onward  and  upward. 

SCHOLARS'    PLATFORM. 

PRIMARY   PRINCIPLES. 

Bveby  waking  moment  of  our  lives  is  filled  up  with  mental 
or  moral  acts. 

"Irrevocable*1  is  written  upon  all  our  acts  when  once  they 
are  performed  ;  neither  in  time  nor  in  eternity  can  they  Joe 
made  more  or  less. 

Every  part  or  faculty  is  strengthened  by  exercise. 

Attention  is  the  price  paid  for  all  knowledge. 

Early  rising  and  punctuality  save  valuable  time,  and  thus 
Increase  our  means  of  happiness  and  knowledge. 

Temperance  and  exercise  preserve  health  and  piolong  life. 

Industry  is  a  moral  obligation  resting  upon  every  human 
being. 

Virtue  is  true  happiness ;  excellence,  true  beauty. 

SCHOLARS'  MOTTOES. 

I  must  try  to  come  to  school  every  Sabbath. 

I  must  respect  and  obey  my  teacher. 

I  must  always  speak  the  truth. 

I  must  learn  to  govern  myself. 

I  must  be  careful  of  my  books. 

I  must  learn  to  think. 

I  must  grow  wiser  and  better  every  day. 

I  must  always  try,  and  never  say  I  can't. 

I  must  respect  myself. 

I  must  respect  my  parents. 

I  must  treat  aged  people  with  marked  respect. 


124  APPENDIX. 

I  must  learn  to  be  amiable,  affectionate,  attentive,  bene* 
volent,  conscientious,  consistent,  disinterested,  frank,  forgiv- 
ing, grateful,  generous,  humane,  humble,  honorable,  modest, 
mannerly,  obedient,  punctual,  patient,  sincere,  studious,  virtu- 
•as,  remembering  that 

"  Virtue  alone  outlives  the  pyramids ; 
Her  monuments  shall  stand  when  Egypt's  fall.* 


THE    CHARACTER    OP    GOOD    SABBATH 
SCHOLARS. 

1.  They  remember  the  Sabbath  day  to  keep  it  holy,  at  home 
and  by  the  way,  in  the  house  of  God  and  in  the  school. 

2.  They  always  endeavor  to  be  at  school  in  good  time,  that 
they  may  join  in  the  opening  exercises. 

3.  When  they  reach  the  school-room,  they  do  not  loiter 
by  the  door ;  they  go  directly  in  and  walk  softly  to  their  seats. 

4.  During  prayer  they  reverently  bow  their  heads,  close 
their  eye3,  fold  their  arms,  and  maintain  a  perfect  silence. 

5.  They  learn  their  lessons  perfectly,  repeat  them  softly  yet 
distinctly,  and  improve  all  their  time  to  the  best  possible  ad- 
vantage. 

6.  They  are  orderly  in  their  posture,  they  are  strictly  ob- 
Bervant  of  the  rules  of  the  school.  They  stop  when  the  bell 
rings,  though  it  be  in  the  midst  of  a  sentence. 

7.  They  are  quiet,  serious,  and  attentive  during  all  the  ex- 
ercises. 

8.  They  promote  as  far  as  possible  the  comfort,  happiness, 
and  improvement  of  others. 

9.  They  are  obedient  and  submissive  to  their  parents  and 
teachers. 

10.  They  are  truthful,  honest,  and  obliging  to  all  around 
them. 

11.  They  attend  the  regular  services  of  the  house  of  God. 
They  behave  well  while  there,  and  in  going  to  and  from  that 
iacredplace. 

12.  Tney  never  quit  their  seats,  either  in  the  school  or  in 
he  church,  without  the  consent  of  their  teacher  or  superin- 
tendent, until  regularly  dismissed. 

13.  After  the  exercises  of  the  school,  or  the  services  of  the 
church  are  over,  they  leave  immediately  for  their  homes  in  a 
quiet  and  orderly  manner. 


APPENDLX.  125 

14.  They  attend  all  the  regular  Sabbath-school  meetings, 
especially  the  Sunday-school  concert  for  prayer. 

15.  They  use  every  effort  in  their  power  to  persuade  the 
children  in  the  neighborhood,  that  do  not  enjoy  the  advan- 
tages of  Sabbath-school  instruction,  to  attend  and  unite  them- 
selves with  their  school. 

16.  If  they  know  of  any  of  their  school-mates  or  class-inates 
that  are  sick  or  in  destitute  circumstances,  they  at  once  in- 
form their  teacher  or  superintendent. 

17.  They  endeavor  by  all  possible  means  to  persuade  their 
parents,  guardians,  and  frieuds  to  attend  the  b 

house  of  God,  and  to  accompany  them  to  all  the  regular 
Sunday-school  meetings. 

IS.  They  love  God  and  keep  his  commandments,  praying  to 
him  daily,  giving  their  hearts  wholly  to  him,  and  studying  his 
Holy  Word  day  by  day. 

Should  every  scholar  faithfully  comply  with  and  perform 
these  rules,  how  seldom  would  an  act  of  censure  be  necessary. 
How  delightful  a  place  would  the  Sabbath-school  become. 
How  pleasant  would  be  the  employment  of  the  teacher,  and 
with  what  alacrity  would  all  the  scholars  resort  to  school  and 
engage  in  their  duties,  if  all  were  aiming  to  discharge  these 
duties  to  the  best  of  their  ability. 


LEGH    RICHMOND'S    COUNSELS    TO    HIS 
CHILDREN. 

1.  Adhere  most  scrupulously  to  truth ;  and  labor  to  pre- 
serve the  strictest  integrity,  simplicity,  and  sincerity. 

2.  Engage  in  no  pursuit  in  which  you  can  not  look  up  to 
God  and  say,  u  Bless  me  in  this,  0  my  Father  !'' 

8.  Strive  to  be  as  kind,  forbearing,  and  forgiving  as  you 
?an,  both  to  your  friends  and  foes. 

4.  Never  speak  evil  of  any  one,  on  any  pretense  whatever. 

5.  Recommend  religion  by  the  courtesy,  civility,  and  con- 
descending character  of  your  conduct. 

6.  Never  allow  others  to  speak  well  of  you  ;  nor,  especially 
yourself,  to  say  or  think  any  thing  of  yourself  but  as  poorly 
done.  Keep  down  pride  :  let  it  not  beindulged  ia  for  a  mo- 
ment, and  watch  against  it. 

7.  Always  think  before  you  speak. 


126  APPENDIX 

8.  i»et  it  be  your  sole  business  here  to  prepare  for  eternity. 
Consider  every  moment  of  time  in  that  view. 

9.  Be  constant  in  private  prayer. 

10.  Pray  that  you  may  ever  rejoice  in  the  advancement  of 
Christ's  kingdom  and  the  salvation  of  sinners,  and  labor  in 
every  way  to  promote  these  objects. 

11.  Prayer  is  the  only  weapon  which  can  subdue  your  cor- 
ruptions, and  keep  your  evidence  bright.    Cultivate  prayer. 

A  careful  review  before  retiring  to  rest  at  night  of  all  that 
has  been  said  and  done  during  the  day,  can  not  be  too 
earnestly  recommended.  How  profitable  would  be  the  thought- 
ful nightly  recitation  of  the  following  beautiful  lines  of  the 
Grecian  poet: 

M  Let  no  soft  slumber  close  mine  eyes, 
Ere  I  have  recollected  thrice 
The  train  of  actions  through  the  day: 
Where  have  my  feet  marked  out  their  way, 
What  have  I  learnt,  where'er  I'velaeen, 

.    From  all  I've  heard,  from  all  I've  seen, 
What  know  I  more  that's  worth  the  knowing, 
What  have  I  done  that's  worth  the  doing, 
What  have  I  sought  that  I  should  shun, 
What  duties  have  I  left  undone, 
Or  into  what  new  follies  run? 
These  self-inquiries  are  the  road 
That  leads  to  virtue  and  to  God.M 


HOW   TO   HA  YE    "A    MINUTE   TO   SPARE." 

Neveb  enter  upon  the  duties  of  the  day  without  "  casting 
all  your  care"  upon  God,  and  seeking  his  guidance  and  bless- 
ing upon  all  things.  In  answer  to  this  prayer  many  minutes, 
nay  hours,  may  be  given  you. 

In  all  that  lies  before  you,  expect  and  allow  for  vexatious 
trials  and  hindrances ;  such  will  arise ;  it  is  wise,  therefore,  to 
take  them  into  your  calculation.  By  so  doing,  you  will  find 
a  a  minute  to  spare"  for  various  little  calls  upon  your  time 
and  attention,  and  for  the  kindly  offices  of  life.  This  rule  will 
bave  a  tendency  to  lead  you  to  seek  a  higher  strength  than 
your  own,  and  will  save  you  from  much  irritation  of  feeling 
and  temper. 


APPENDIX  127 

Lay  your  plans  carefully,  and  with  prayer  and  forethought, 
and  when  made,  unless  the  duty  be  very  plain  to  do  other- 
wise, ke£p  to  them.  The  alteration  of  arrangements  involves 
much  loss  of  time,  much  useless  talking  and  anxiety. 


Cultivate  a  habit  of  method  and  order  in  all  you  do. 


Whatever  you  do,  let  it  be  well  done.    Work  well  done,  sel- 
dom has  to  be  done  a  second  time. 


If  quickness  be  added  to  skill,  it  will  prove  a  vast  time- 
saver.    Skill  first,  then  rapidity. 


Have  a  proper  place  for  every  thing,  and  endeavor  to  keep 
things  in  their  right  place,  or  time  will  be  lo^t  in  searching 
for  them. 


Whenever  practicable,  put  away  the  things  you  are  using, 
before  you  commence  a  fresh  pursuit.  Order  and  neatness 
will  tend  to  forward  your  work. 


If  any  article  be  mislaid,  spend  a  few  moments  in  calmly  en- 
deavoring to  recall  to  mind  when  and  where  it  was  last  seen 
or  used,  then  quietly  go  through  your  places,  putting  each  in 
order  as  you  do  so.  In  this  way,  you  will  generally  find  it; 
and,  if  not,  you  will  have  the  satisfaction  of  feeling  that  your 
carelessness  has  not  led  to  a  double  loss — loss  of  time,  as  well 
as  loss  of  property.  You  will  feel  that  your  house  is  in  better 
order  for  your  search ;  whereas,  the  contrary  is  too  often  the 
case. 


When  a  hindrance  arises,  instead  of  being  vexed  and  an- 
noyed, regard  it  as  from  the  Lord.  This  will  save  you  much 
anxiety  and  trouble,  and  tend  to  lead  you  to  improve  each 
passing  event.  The  Rev.  John  Newton  used  to  say:  l-  When 
I  hear  a  knock  at  my  study  door,  I  hear  a  message  from  God; 
it  mny  be  a  lesson  of  instruction,  perhaps  a  lesson  of  patience, 
but  since  it  is  God's  message,  it  must  be  interesting." 


128  APPENDIX. 

Never  give  way  to  temper.  Loss  of  temper  is  a  sad  time* 
waster ;  paralyzing  both  our  own  efforts  and  the  exertions  of 
those  around  us. 


When  you  have  many  duties  before  you,  take  in  hand  but 
one  at  a  time,  and  do  not  suffer  your  mind  to  rest  upon  any 
but  that  one.  Whilst  fretting  about  the  other  things,  or  even 
thinking  of  them,  the  work  in  hand  is  sadly  retarded,  and 
time  is  lost.  In  such  cases,  it  will,  in  general,  be  found  best 
to  commence  with  those  which  require  the  least  time  and  at- 
tention. Released  from  these,  the  mind  will  be  left  more  free 
for  the  greater :  unless,  as  sometimes  occurs,  one  duty  may 
claim  more  immediate  attention  than  another.  In  these  thing's 
we  must  be  guided,  partly  by  circumstances,  and  partly  by  the 
tone  of  our  own  minds. 


Accustom  yourself,  without  loss  of  time  or  temper,  to  go 
quickly  from  one  duty  to  another,  and  to  allow  yourself  to  be 
called  off,  if  need  be,  however  intent  you  may  have  been  on 
your  original  plan.  Our  own  happiness  as  well  as  usefulness 
is  very  much  connected  with  this.  It  is  especially  so  in  wo- 
man's life ;  which  is  made  up  of  a  constant  succession  of  little 
things,  liable  to  countless  annoyances  and  interruptions; 
nevertheless, 

Seek  to  acquire  the  habit  of  concentrated  thought  and  men- 
tal self-control,  so  that  when  engaged  in  any  duty  of  import- 
ance, you  may  keep  to  the  point  in  question.  From  the  want 
of  this  power  much  time  is  often  lost.  If  the  mind  be  allowed 
to  fly  off  into  other  channels,  you  will  too  frequently  find  your 
self  left  where  you  were  at  the  commencement. 


Have  always  some  book,  work,  or  other  employment,  that 
you  can  take  up  at  odd  times.  It  is  surprising  how  much  may 
be  accomplished  by  turning  to  account  fragments  of  time. 


Retire  early  to  rest.  This  is  the  first  step  towards  early 
rising,  and  not  only  so,  but  to  good  health — and,  as  a  not  un- 
frequent  consequence,  to  cheerfulness  and  equanimity  of 
temper.  Thus,  in  various  ways,  the  time  apparently  sacrificed 
is  more  than  saved.  Health  and  cheerfulness  tend  both  to 
expedite  and  to  save  work. 


APPENDIX  129 

At  night  make  a  brief  memorandum  of  such  duties  as  are 
most  important  to  be  attended  to  on  the  following  day.  A 
ghort  trial  will  prove  the  excellency  of  this  plan. 


Now  is  a  little  word  it  is  well  to  keep  in  full  practice.  Never 
leave  until  the  next  hour,  much  less  until  to-morrow,  what 
you  can  well  do  now. 

"  Time  was  is  passed,  thou  canst  it  not  recall ; 
Time  is  thou  hast,  improve  the  portion  small; 
Time  future  is  not,  and  may  never  be : 
Time  present  is  the  only  time  for  thee  1"  * 


At  the  close  of  the  day,  do  not  spend  time  in  vain  regrets 
at  the  discouragements  and  failures  you  may  have  met  with. 
Out  short-comings  should  lead  us  to  deeper  distrust  of  our- 
selves, and  to  greater  humiliation  before  God,  but  not  to  de- 
spair. 

Every  fall  should  increase  our  earnestness  in  prayer,  and 
make  us  cling  closer  and  lean  more  firmly  on  a  strength  higher 
than  our  own. 

Discouragement  and  despair  proceed  from  the  author  of  all 
evil,  the  father  of  lies ;  succeeding  in  this,  he  secures  his  prey. 

Warning,  invitation,  and  promise,  come  from  the  Giver  of 
every  good  and  perfect  gift. 

In  the  detail,  as  well  as  in  the  greater  concerns  of  life, 
look  up,  dear  Christian!  the  never-failing  promise  is  yours : 
"  M% t  grace  is  s-jfficient for  thee:  for  my  strength  is  made 
perfect  in  weakness."* 


"Not  a  Minute  to  Spare!" 

"  Not  a  minute  to  spare," 
While,  with  maddening  career, 

Men  hasten  their  incense  to  pour 
At  the  fair  shrine  of  fashion, 
Or  pleasure,  or  passion, 

And  mammon,  their  God,  to  adore  I 


•  2  Cor.  13  :  9. 


130  APPENDIX, 

2         "  Not  a  minute  to  spare* 
For  the  children  of  care, 

Their  patient  endurance  to  aid, 
"  Not  a  minute  to  spare" 
To  breathe  forth  a  prayer 

By  the  bed  where  the  dying  is  laid! 

8         "  Not  a  minute"  to  hear 

The  tale  of  despair 
Prom  the  wretching,  the  suffering,  the  Tile, 

To  teach  them  to  lave, 

In  Siloam's  wave, 
Souls  that  sorrow  and  guilt  do  defile ! 

4  "  Not  a  minute"  to  pause, 
Ere  the  curtain  withdraws 

Which  eternity  veils  from  our  sight; 

In  that  moment  sublime, 

Fly  the  trifles  of  time, 
As  clouds  at  the  coming  of  light. 

5  "  Not  a  minute"  to  ponder, 
In  love  and  in  wonder, 

How  Jesus  our  safety  secured — 
And,  despising  the  shame, 
Lost  man  to  reclaim, 

How  meekly  the  cross  he  endured. 


6  u  Not  a  minute'1  to  read 
In  the  sure  title-deed 

That  describes  our  possessions  in  heaven 

"  Not  a  minute"  to  drink, 

Though  you  lie  at  its  brink, 
Of  the  stream  from  the  Rock  that  was  riven 

7  "  Not  a  minute"  to  gaze 
On  the  transient  displays 

Of  the  bliss  which  each  ransomed  one  shares, 

To  catch  some  stray  beams 

Of  the  glory  that  streams 
From  the  mansion  which  Jesus  prepares  1 


APPENDIX 

I         Hath  the  sailor  no  hour, 

Ere  the  tempests  yet  lower. 

To  gaze  on  his  bright  guiding  star 
Will  the  warrior  not  stay, 
Ere  he  enters  the  fray, 

His  armor  to  gird  for  the  war  ! 

9  See!  the  miser,  by  stealth, 

Though  in  haste  to  get  wealth, 

Can  many  a  moment  afford, 
Greater  gain?  to  devise. 
And,  with  covetous  eyes, 

To  count  o'er  his  glittering  hoard  1 

10  0  my  brother !  beware  ! 
M  Not  a  minute  to  B] 

From  the  world,  with  its  pleasure  or  toil* 

Must  betoken  a  heart 

Unto  self  set  apart 
Which  Satan  himself  claims  for  spoil. 

11  If  with  filial  love 

To  our  Father  above 
Our  hearts  to  o'erflowing  be  filled, 

In  softening  the  woe 

Of  our  brother  below 
Will  that  love,  like  the  dew,  be  distilled. 

12  Then,  what  seems  to  us  loss 
For  the  sake  of  the  Cross, 

Shall  be  paid  by  a  costlier  price ; 
For  when  Jesus  shall  come, 
And  shall  gather  us  home, 

It  will  seem  but  a  light  saeriflo* 


131 


182  APPBSDIX. 


GOLDEN  MAXIMS. 


Stand  upon  the  edge  of  this  world,  ready  to  take  wing- 
having  your  feet  on  earth,  your  eyes  and  heart  in  heaven. — 
Wesley. 

2. 

Every  hour  comes  to  us  charged  with  duty,  and  the  moment 
it  is  past,  returns  to  heaven  to  register  itself  how  spent. — 
Adam. 

3. 

Transact  business  with  the  men  of  the  world,  like  a  person 
in  a  shower  of  rain,  staying  no  longer  than  is  indispensably 
necessary. — Cecil. 

4. 

When  the  winds  of  applause  blow  fresh  and  strong,  then 
steer  with  a  steady  hand.—  M.  Henry. 

5. 

As  the  shadow  of  the  sun  is  largest  when  his  beams  are  low- 
est, so  we  are  always  least  when  we  make  ourselves  the 
greatest. — Seeker. 

6. 

St.  Paul  had  three  wishes,  and  they  were  all  about  Christ : 
that  he  might  be  found  in  Christ,  that  he  might  be  with 
Christ,  and  that  he  might  magnify  Christ. — Luther. 

7. 

Lewliness  of  heart  is  real  dignity,  and  humility  is  the 
brightest  jewel  in  the  Christian's  crown. — Bond. 


APPEliDLS. 

8. 

The  3eeming  shipwrecits  we  meet  with  In  th«  voyage  of  Ilk 
•fieri  prove  the  very  things  which  best  speed  our  course  to 
the  haven  where  we  would  be. 

9. 

Make  good  use  of  time,  if  thou  lovest  eternity  ;  yest«f- 
daycannotbe  recalled — to-morrow  can  not  be  secureci — to- 
day only  is  thine,  which,  if  once  lost,  is  lost  forever. 

10. 

"We  sail  to  glory,  not  in  the  salt  sea  of  our  tear3,  but  in 
the  red  sea  of  Christ's  blood. — Dyer. 

u. 

Let  prayer  be  the  key  of  the  morning,  and  the  bolt  of  thd 
evening. 

12. 

Prayer  is  the  golden  chain  of  union  between  heaven  and 
earth,  and  it  keeps  open  the  blessed  communication. 

13. 

Families  are  divine  plantations,  designed  by  God  himseif  to 
be  nurseries  of  religion  and  godli: 

14 

As  the  sails  of  a  ship  carry  it  into  the  harbor,  so  pragper 
earrie*  us  to  the  throne  and  bosom  of  God. —  Toplady. 

15. 

Never  proceed  to  any  business  or  engagement,  till  you.  haw 
pr%t  implored  the  divine  blessing. — XewstsadL 

16. 

Christ  crucified,  is  the  library  which  triumphant  souls  wfli 
be  studying  to  all  eternity.—  Bp.  SiiUinQjleet. 


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17. 

Salvation  gained,  or  salvation  lost,  employs  »he  thoughts, 
and  fills  the  years  of  heaven  and  hell. — Gumming. 

18. 

Never  venture  on  any  action,  unless  you  bring  God  to  it ; 
nor  rest  satisfied,  unless  you  carry  God  from  it. — Quarles. 

19. 

Begin  all  thine  actions  with  prayer,  that  thou  mayest  be 
able  to  accomplish  them. — Pythagoras. 

20. 

Sickness  should  teach  us  what  a  vain  thing  the  world  is — 
what  a  vile  thing  sin  is — what  a  poor  thing  man  is — and  what 
&  precious  thing  an  interest  in  Christ  is. — Mrs.  Savage. 

21. 

I  will  not  speak  much,  lest  I  should  speak  too  much  ;  and  I 
will  not  speak  at  all,  unless  I  can  speak  to  purpose. — Bp. 
Beveridge. 

22. 

Walk  by  no  rule  but  such  as  will  stand  the  test  of  a  death- 
bed, and  the  day  of  judgment. 

23. 

Reports  which  tend  to  mischief,  are  like  snow  balls — the 
further  they  roll  the  more  they  gather. 

24. 

One  of  the  finest  sights  in  the  world  is  a  Christian  at  the 
end  of  a  long  course  with  an  unsullied  reputation :  hie  hair 
may  be  white,  but  his  leaf  is  green. — Jay. 

25. 

Prayer  is  a  key,  which,  being  turned  by  the  hand  of  faith, 
unlocks  all  God's  treasures. — Mrs.  H  More. 


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26. 

The  heart,  like  a  watch,  will  be  apt  to  go  down,  and  there- 
fore must  be  ever  and  anon  wound  up  by  prayer  and  me- 
ditation.— T.  Watson. 

27. 

Clothe  your3elf  with  the  silk  of  piety,  the  satin  of  sanctity, 
and  the  purple  of  modesty ;  so  shall  you  have  God  himself 
to  be  your  suitor. — Tertuuian. 

28. 

Love  is  the  golden  thread  that  runs  through  the  whole 
Gospel :  God's  loye  to  us,  ours  to  him,  and  one  to  another. — 
M.  Henry. 

29. 

It  is  abominable  that  a  worm  should  swell  with  pride  when 
•ur  Lord  made  himself  so  low. — Bernard. 

30. 

In  time,  we  transact  business  for  eternity :  whatever,  there- 
fore, we  do  now,  should  be  done  well. — J? e v.  B.  Bay. 

31. 

Religion  is  a  personal  business ;  and  if  all  the  rest  of  the 
world  were  to  forsake  Christ,  it  would  be  our  duty  to  follow 
him.—  Bond.  * 

>       32. 

The  believer  casts  all  his  care  upon  the  Lord ;  he  reclines 
his  head  on  the  soft  bosom  of  Providence,  and  falls  asleep. 
—Jay. 

33. 

Those  are  the  best  Christians  who  are  more  careful  to  re» 
form  themselves  than  to  censure  others.— Dr.  Futter. 

34. 

Live  every  day  as  if  it  were  the  last  you  had  to  liv©»  tay 
hold  of  every  season  to  prepare  for  heaven. — Ambrose. 


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ORIGINAL   LINE& 


Obigiwal  lines  written  by  a  gentleman  of  the  Lee  Aver  m 
Sabbath-School,  (and  sung  by  the  children,)  on  the  death  vt 
one  of  the  scholars  of  the  Primary  Department. 

Our  Lizzie's  Gone. 

1  Our  Lizzie's  gone,  but  well  not  mourn ; 

For  there  she  sits  above  ; 
Behold  her  bright  and  happy  form, 
Where  all  is  peace  and  love. 
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2  She  loved  her  cheerful  "  Sabbath  Home"— 

She  loved  to  meet  us  here, 
And  loved  to  mingle  in  our  sc  ig, 
Her  voice  both  loud  and  clear. 

3  Her  happy  voice  we  miss  to-day, 

Her  form  we  see  no  more  ; 

For  angels  bore  her  far  away, 

To  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

4  And  now  among  the  tarong  above. 

With  children  gathered  there, 
She  sings  a  Saviour's  dying  love, 
And  plays  her  golden  lyre. 

5  She  lingered  jbut  &  little  tin.    — 

Her  days  were  short  and  few; 
But  oh !  how  many  affections  twined 
Round  her  so  good  and  true  ! 

6  Her  sickness  she  with  patience  bore, 

In  suffering  she  was  calm ; 
For  soon,  she  knew,  her  Saviour  dear 
Would  round  her  throw  his  arm. 

7  She  looked  with  longing  to  the  day 

When  she  should  be  set  free — 
When  Jesus  unto  her  would  say, 
u  My  Lizzie,  come  te  me* 


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